Yet I thought I had left no traces behind me.

Could you have seen----" "Miss Butterworth, you dropped five small spangles from your robe.

You wore a dress spangled with black sequins, did you not?
Besides, you moved the inkstand, and--Well, I will never put faith in circumstantial evidence again.

I saw these tokens of a woman's presence, heard what the boy had to say of the well-dressed lady who had sent him into the drug-store with a message to the police, and drew the conclusion--I may admit it to you--that it was this woman who had wielded the assassin's dagger, and not the deaf-and-dumb butler, who, until now, has borne the blame of it.

Therefore I was anxious to find her, little realizing what would be the result of my efforts, or that I should have to proffer her my most humble apologies." "Do not apologize to me.