Madge's words, uttered in her delirium, flashed across the doctor's memory.
"What do you mean?" he gasped, pushing back his chair. "How was he implicated?"
"That I cannot tell you," answered Calton, "until I read his confession."
"Ah!" said Kilsip, becoming very attentive.
"Yes," said Calton, turning to Kilsip, "your hunt after Moreland is a wild-goose chase, for the murderer of Oliver Whyte is discovered."
"Discovered!" cried Kilsip and the doctor in one breath.
"Yes, and his name is Mark Frettlby."
Kilsip shot a glance of disdain out of his bright black eyes, and gave a low laugh of disbelief, but the doctor pushed back his chair furiously, and arose to his feet.
"This is monstrous," he cried, in a rage. "I won't sit still and hear this accusation against my dead friend."
"Unfortunately, it is too true," said Brian, sadly.