"The one before whom I will bring you," was a the quiet answer. "Understand that I have sufficient evidence in my possession to have you arrested on suspicion of having murdered the man Jenner. For reasons which you will doubtless appreciate, I am willing to deal gently with you. But," he raised a threatening finger, "only on condition that you make a clean breast of all to me--and at once."
"Anything you do to me, rye, will harm your sister. I hold something which can break her heart."
"The bill of exchange you heard Marshall talking about to Jenner?"
Job fell back in amazement. "You do know all! Yes; I hold the bill--the forged bill--which can put in prison----"
"No one. That is quite enough; you need tell no more lies. You got possession of the pocket-book----"
"Yes; and I took the bill out before I gave it to the lady."
"I see," said Mr. Cass tranquilly, although he marvelled at the daring of the man. "And you made use of your assertion that you had possession of the bill to blackmail Mrs. Marshall?"
"I only got a little money out of her, my Gentile. She has been kind to me, and she has given me this house to die in."
"Then the sooner you die the better. You are no good to anyone, so far as I can see. You scoundrel!--to blackmail a lady! She believed you--I do not.
"You don't believe I have the bill?" asked Job, incredulously.