"That wouldn't keep out anyone. Have you any idea who got in and murdered Mr. Starth?"
"Why, sir"--Tilly's eyes opened widely--"didn't that yeller-'aired--"
"No, he didn't, and you know he didn't."
"S'elp me, sir, I never--"
"You know more than you said at the inquest," said Eustace. "Tilly," interpolated her mother in severe tones, having written the address, "tell all. It's the least we can do to this kind gentleman after the way we've treated him."
"You needn't blame Tilly," said Eustace, drily. "You are in fault, not she. Come now"--to Tilly--"do you suspect anyone?"
"No," said Tilly, defiantly. "I don't!"
Eustace thought for a moment. Then he took out a sovereign, and tossed it to Mrs. Burl, "Go and get the box," he said, "and call a cab. I'll speak with Tilly alone."
Mrs. Burl, accustomed to obey Eustace, went out at once, with a final recommendation to Tilly to tell all.
"Now then," said Jarman, when alone with the small servant. "Did you pick up anything?"