9/13 But, I repeat, it was not your husband who stabbed you on the stone terrace that dismal night. It was--it was Sybilla Silver!" "What ?" "Yes, ma'am--sounds incredible, but it's a fact. She rigged out in a suit of Sir Everard's clothes, mimicked his voice, and did the deed. I saw her face when she pitched you over the rail as plain as I see your'n this minute, and I'm ready to swear to it through all the courts in Christendom. She hated you like pisen, and the baronet, too, and she thinks she's put an end to you both; but if we don't give her an eye-opener pretty soon, my name ain't Parmalee." She sunk on her knees and held up her clasped hands. |