"It would seem so from this veracious history the major is telling us, said Etwald, with irony.
"Mrs. Dallas stole the devil-stick," resumed Jen, imperturbably, "and gave it to Dido, who, by your directions, filled it with fresh poison. Dido gave the newly-prepared weapon of death to you, and with it you killed my poor boy at the very gates of the girl he loved."
"Really!" said Etwald, with pointed satire. "Was I as cruel as that!"
"Afterward you stole the body of the man you murdered. Dido helped you to do so, and drugged my servant, Jaggard, with the perfume of the devil-stick poison, in order that the theft might be carried out with safety."
"It would seem that Dido has a great deal to do with these matters," said Etwald, looking up to the roof.
"She has everything to do with them. She will be brought up against you as a witness."
"Indeed! Then it appears that I am to be arrested."
"I can answer that," broke in Arkel, amazed at the self-possession of the man. "I have here a warrant to arrest you for stealing the body of Maurice Alymer."
Etwald glanced over the warrant and smiled.
"How can you prove that I did so?" he demanded.