"This room. It is similar to that in which Miss Lig--I mean in which Miss Gilmar was murdered."
The girl looked puzzled. "You are making a mistake," she said. "It was Kirkstone who was killed here, not Miss Gilmar."
"Oh, but I am referring to the room at Grangebury," returned Gebb, quickly.
"Miss Gilmar's lodgings, you mean?" asked Edith, still perplexed.
"Yes. Her room was furnished like this."
"Impossible. From what I knew of my cousin she would not have spent the money in furnishing a costly room."
"Nevertheless she did," replied Gebb, coolly. "Of course the imitation was somewhat gimcrack, and done on a cheap scale; but, for all that, I assure you the resemblance between the original and the copy is marvellous."
"Strange!" muttered Edith, sitting down on a primrose-hued couch. "I wonder why Ellen---- Tell me all about this terrible murder," she broke off; "all---from the beginning."