"As you are aware," said he, calmly, "I escaped the charge of murder, and very right, too, seeing that I was innocent of the crime. But as to the stealing of the body, I am guilty, and I do not--"
"Where is the body, you wretch?"
"Pardon me," said Etwald, raising his hand in protest. "If you interrupt or call me names, I shall tell you nothing. To proceed," he added, seeing the major held his peace. "I am out on bail, and must come up for trial soon on the charge I spoke of. However, I am not afraid, as I can defend myself in a manner you little dream of. But being out on bail, I came to see you."
"To tell me more lies?"
"To tell you the truth, my dear major, and I assure you that the truth will surprise you not a little."
"What is it?" demanded Jen, in a fever of excitement.
"Patience! Patience! I shall tell you when the time comes. But, by the way, major--Dido?"
"She has fled."
"I know it. She was afraid of me."
"Hardly," replied Jen, a trifle spitefully. "You have lost the Voodoo stone, remember."