Ralph shook his head. "She would not approve of the murder of her own sister, Miss Toat," he said gently.
"Yes, you hinted something about the two women being sisters. I forget exactly what you said, as I have been so busy with the case of Colonel Ilse and his missing daughter. I am trying to find a photograph of the hospital nurse who stole the child, you know. Tell me exactly the relationship and all about it. I shall listen carefully."
Shawe related all that he knew, and the little woman nodded her head.
"This, of course, complicates matters. Still, it does not exonerate Madame Coralie. She is not a straight woman."
"What do you mean?"
"Never mind. Since you are to marry Miss Branwin, my advice to you is to keep her away from Madame Coralie. I know something about her."
"Something bad?"
"Very bad."
"What is it?" asked Shawe, with considerable curiosity.
"Oh, don't ask me just now," said Perry Toat, impatiently. "I shall tell you when I am more certain. Meanwhile, go and get your special licence and marry Miss Branwin. The sooner she is out of that Pink Shop the better."