"She certainly would have done so had she not died so opportunely."
"Do you mean to say that I killed her? I tell you, Maraquito did so."
"What makes you think that?" asked Mallow, delighted at the mistake.
"Because she was always fighting with Emilia about you. Maraquito wished to marry you, and Emilia would not let her. After Emilia died, Maraquito saw me, and we arranged to stop the marriage, and—"
"I know all about that. I saw you—or rather my uncle saw you—enter Maraquito's Soho house."
"I went on Basil's account also," said Mrs. Octagon, sullenly, "however, I have told you all. What do you wish to do?"
"I wish to marry Juliet."
"Then I refuse," said Mrs. Octagon, savagely.
"In that case I'll tell."
"You will disgrace Juliet. Besides, the law can't touch me."