"Ten minutes."
"Mrs. Byng—you saw her go in?"
"And also come out."
"And me—you followed me—you saw me, also?"
"I saw all that come, all that go in to him."
With a swift mind Stafford saw his advantage—the one chance, the one card he could play, the one move he could make in checkmate, if, and when, necessary. "So you saw all that came and went. And you came and went yourself!"
His eyes were hard and bright as he held Krool's, and there was a sinister smile on his lips.
"You know I come and go—you say me that?" said Krool, with a sudden look of vague fear and surprise. He had not foreseen this.
"You accuse yourself. You saw this person and that go out, and you think to hold them in your dirty clutches; but you had more reason than any for killing Mr. Fellowes."
"What?" asked Krool, furtively.