"What I say," rejoined Darrel drily, "The money has been stolen."
"Stolen! Good Lord! and by whom?"
Frank shrugged his shoulders. "I am as ignorant of that as I am of the man's name who killed Grent. Listen. I have Torry's permission to tell you the case."
"I am all attention," said Blake, resuming his seat.
At once Frank began his story, and narrated all details of the affair from the time he met Mr. Grent disguised in Drury-lane down to Vass's announcement of the robbery. For obvious reasons he did not speak of Torry's discovery of the turquoise ring on Lydia Hargone's finger. Blake listened with profound attention, and, when the narrative was ended, sprang to his feet.
"After what you have told me I see it all," he cried. "Surely, putting my story and yours together, you can guess who killed Grent and Julia Brawn?"
"No, I cannot. Who do you think is the murderer?"
"Who? Why, Captain Manuel, to be sure. He murdered them both."