"These things don't belong to me.

I won't have them! I don't want them.

Who put them into my suit case?
How the deuce--" "You _are_ the marble man!" she said with a shudder.

"Your crimes are known! Your wretched accomplice will be caught! You are the marble man--or something worse!" Kneeling there, aghast, bewildered, he passed his hand across his eyes as though to clear them from some terrible vision.

But the suit case was still there with its incriminating contents when he looked again.
"I am sorry for you," she said tremulously.