After a time, without opening her eyes, she asked:
"What proofs have they?"
"They have found the daggers in his trunk."
"But I have the daggers!"
"No, that woman who lived here, your supposed friend, Miss Marsh, stole the daggers from you, and Janoc secured them from her."
She moaned, but did not weep. She, who had been timid as a mouse at sight of Clarke, was now braver than the man. Presently she whispered:
"Where have they taken him to?"
"He will have been taken to the Marlborough Street police-station."
After another silence she said:
"Thank you, Antonio; leave me."