"I don't care a farthing whether she does or not," said Villiers loudly; "she'd love any one who has money. Stewart's got some, has he; where did he get it?"
"I'm sure I don't know."
"I do!"
"Indeed! where?"
"Never you mind," said Villiers suspiciously. "I know my own knowing."
"Remember what I said," observed Naball quietly, "and tell me all."
"If I tell you all, what will you do?" asked Villiers.
"I'll save your neck from the gallows," replied Naball smoothly.
"Not good enough."
"Oh, very well," said the detective rising, "I've no more to say. I'm off to the magistrate."