"Leave it to me, darling. What Mrs. Kind says is perfectly true, but there is a way out of the difficulty. Let me consult Browne and Sweetlips, and----"
"Oh," said Elspeth, starting, "Dr. Browne is here. I left him running after a motor car."
"What for?"
Elspeth explained the episode of the insult, and what the little doctor had said about the cigarette stump. Herries, knowing the theory of Kind, became quite excited, as he guessed that if this clue was followed up it might lead to serious developments, likely to secure his safety.
"But I don't see what a woman can have to do with the murder," he said perplexed.
"Leave it to Sweetlips," said Mrs. Kind, seriously. "He's the chap to find a needle in a haystack."
"Yes, but a woman of fashion----"
"Ho," snorted Rachel, rubbing her nose, "did you ever know a case where there wasn't a woman?" She glanced merrily at Elspeth. "There's two in this affair."
"Three," said Elspeth quickly, "you forget Miss Tedder. By offering this reward, Angus," she blushed as she shyly pronounced the name, "I can see that she wants to hang you. Well then, I will put my wits against hers and save her cousin."
"Save your husband that is to be," whispered Herries, fondly.