"I was going to call some of the female servants, but Harkaway himself went and before he had been gone a minute, we heard him scream out—
"Help! Murder!"
Away rushed Harvey and that long American fellow, Jefferson, while Mrs. Harkaway fainted.
But in a few minutes the three came back with the news that Mrs. Harkaway's maid—Marietta by name—had been killed.
"No fault of yours, madam, for the girl had been dressing herself in some of Mrs. Harkaway's clothes, and no doubt she looked as much a lady as her mistress."
"What then?" demanded Diana.
"The police took the matter in hand, and are now searching everywhere for the murderer."
"Let them search," said Diana, with a scornful laugh.
There was silence for a time; then Diana asked—
"Did you hear anything of Tomaso?"