"But she can't be very far away," said Jen, hopefully. "I saw her in Deanminster, and thought she had gone there with a message from you."
"No, no," cried Mrs. Dallas, wringing her hands. "She will catch the train there and go to London. Oh, why didn't you stop her?"
"I wish I had known," said Jen, rather dismayed to find his fine case against Etwald breaking down. "But even if we had forced her into court she would not have given evidence against the holder of the Voodoo stone."
"Dat so?" said a hoarse voice at the door.
The three people turned and saw Dido, with an expression of triumph on her dark face, enter the room.
"Dido!" cried Isabella. "You did not run away?" "No, missy. I tell de truth against dat man."
"But the Voodoo stone?" said Jen, wondering what she meant.
Dido opened her clenched fist. The Voodoo stone lay in the palm of her hand.