"I must say, Mr. Herries, that for a wronged man, you are generous."
"I have had much trouble in my life," said Angus simply, "and it has taught me to judge no one."
"I think you are a good man," said Señora Guzman, looking at him in a softened manner. "All the better. Captain Kyles and myself will have all the more pleasure in placing you in possession of your property."
"Then you know who killed my uncle?"
"I do not, nor indeed does Captain Kyles. Still we can place certain evidence at your disposal which will go far towards solving the riddle. But the price----"
"I am willing to pay the price."
"Four thousand pounds."
"Five if you wish it," said Herries frankly, "it is a small sum out of fifty thousand a year."
Donna Maria looked at him in silence for a moment. Then her proud lip quivered, and she burst into tears. Herries was quite distressed when she laid her head down on her arms and wept as though her heart would break.
"My dear lady----"