"I may be wrong, as I was before," said Naball when they were in the train, "but I'll lay any money that Villiers has seen Caprice since the murder."
"You don't think she's an accomplice?" cried Eugénie.
"I think nothing," retorted Naball, "till I see Caprice."
[CHAPTER XXIV.]
WHAT KITTY KNEW.
The trio soon arrived at Kitty's house, and Ezra was just about to ring the front-door bell, when suddenly Naball touched his arm to stop him.
"Hist!" he said in a quick whisper; "listen."
A woman's voice, talking in a high key, and then the deep tones of a man's voice, like the growl of an angry beast.
"What did I tell you?" whispered Naball again. "Villiers and Caprice, both in the drawing-room; wait a moment, count twenty, and then ring the bell."
He stepped round the corner of the porch, stepped stealthily on to the verandah, and then stole softly towards one of the French windows in order to listen. He was correct in his surmise; the two speakers were Kitty Marchurst and Randolph Villiers.