"I know nothing at all," she replied. "I gave my evidence at the inquest; you heard it."
"Well?"
"Well, there is nothing more to be said."
"I beg to differ with you, Mrs. Boazoph; there is a great deal more to be said."
"Not by me," said Mrs. Boazoph, obstinately, closing her mouth. "If you think that I am going to assist you to find out who killed this wretched man, you are very much mistaken."
"Strange," said Fanks, in a musing tone, meant to reach her ear, "the same thing was said in almost the same words by Anne Colmer."
"What do you know about Anne Colmer?"
"More than you can guess. For instance, I know that she is the niece of--Mrs. Bryant."
With a start, instantly repressed, she looked to him in a hard and fixed manner, a disbelieving smile on her lips. "Mrs. Bryant," she repeated, "and who is Mrs. Bryant?"
"If you don't know, I am sure I do not."