"To-night!"
"Yes. I presume he's followed your example, and embezzled money. At all events, I refused his offer, and left him as I now leave you, Evan Malton, with the hope that this discovery may teach you a lesson."
"Where are you going?" he cried hoarsely, as she moved towards the door.
She turned with a cold smile.
"I am going to our child; and you--"
"And I," he said vindictively, "I'm going to Hiram Fenton's house, to give him back those letters. He'll go to Valparaiso will he? No, he won't. To-night, the police shall know all."
"All what?" his wife cried in sudden terror.
"All about the diamond robbery and the Russell Street murder."
She shrank back from him with a cry; but he came straight to the door, and taking her by the arm, flung her brutally on the floor.
"You lie there," he hissed out. "I'll deal with him first, and afterwards with you."