"Yes! the necklace you pawned on the twenty-fifth of July to Aaron and Nathan."
"It--it--was--was mine," replied the young man, as clearly as his consternation would let him.
"It was not yours," said Gebb, sharply; "it was Miss Gilmar's. She wore it on the night of the murder, and it was taken from the corpse."
"I did not take it. I did not take it."
"Yet you pawned it."
"Yes, I pawned it, but I swear I did not take it."
"Then how did it come in your possession?"
"I refuse to answer that question," said Ferris, sullenly.
Gebb shrugged his shoulders. "Just as you please," he said; "but the fact of your pawning that necklace is the cause of your arrest. If you can explain----"
"I explain nothing. I intend to keep my business to myself."