"But you filled the devil-stick with fresh poison?"
"No," said Dido again. "I saw no debble-stick."
"It was found in these grounds."
"Dat so; but I not see dat debble-stick."
"Woman," cried Jen, with energy, "no one but you could manufacture the poison with which the devil-stick was filled."
"Dat I know; but I no fill de debble-stick."
"Then who did?"
Dido hesitated, looked at Mrs. Dallas, and came out with a lie.
"I don't know," she said, in a stolid tone.
Her mistress rose to her feet and approached the major.