Herries shrugged his shoulders.
"She looks the kind of woman who would kill anyone, especially for money."
"My father knows Mrs. Narby better than anyone else," said Elspeth.
"I should think you knew her well enough, my dear."
"The worst side of her, perhaps."
"Has she any better side? If so, I should be glad to know it. But I wish I knew where your father is at present. Señora Guzman is aware of his hiding-place, but she won't tell."
"Why is he hiding?" asked Browne, very directly. "Really, I don't know. He can't be in any trouble, or he would have said so in his letter."
"The letter that was posted at Tarhaven," said Elspeth, who had risen from the table, and was thinking deeply. "Angus, I should not be surprised to learn that my father was on board the yacht."
"By Jove, it's very probable, Elspeth. Kyles was ashore this morning according to Sweetlips, so Gowrie probably gave him the letter to post. That was why it did not bear the Desleigh post mark. But why should he have boarded the yacht."
No one could answer this very pertinent question, but Browne ventured an explanation.