The excitement round the ladder, the fall of the two firemen, the crashing in of the floor and the gruesome disappearance of Felkin caused so much excitement in the crowd that the bundle which the unfortunate man had thrown remained unheeded for the moment. But Philip Baddock reached the spot where it fell thirty seconds after Lady Molly did. She had already picked it up, when he said harshly: “Give me that. It is mine. Felkin risked his life to save it for me.” Inspector Etty, however, stood close by, and before Philip Baddock realised what Lady Molly meant to do, she had turned quickly and placed the bundle in the inspector’s hands. “You know me, Etty, don’t you?” she said rapidly. “Oh, yes, my lady!” he replied. “Then take the utmost care of this bundle. It contains proofs of one of the most dastardly crimes ever committed in this country.” No other words could have aroused the enthusiasm and caution of Etty in the same manner. After that Philip Baddock might protest, might rage, storm, or try to bribe, but the proofs of his guilt and Captain de Mazareen’s innocence were safe in the hands of the police, and bound to come to light at last. But, as a matter of fact, Baddock neither stormed nor pleaded. When Lady Molly turned to him once more he had disappeared. * * * * * You know the rest, of course. It occurred too recently to be recounted. Philip Baddock was found the next morning with a bullet through his head, lying on the granite stone which, with cruel hypocrisy, he himself had erected in memory of Mr. Steadman whom he had so foully murdered. The unfortunate Felkin had not lied when he said that the proofs which he held of Baddock’s guilt were conclusive and deadly. Captain de Mazareen obtained His Majesty’s gracious pardon after five years of martyrdom which he had borne with heroic fortitude. I was not present when Lady Molly was once more united to the man who so ardently worshipped and trusted her, and to whose love, innocence, and cause she had remained so sublimely loyal throughout the past few years. She has given up her connection with the police. The reason for it has gone with the return of her happiness, over which I--her ever faithful Mary Granard--will, with your permission, draw a veil. THE END TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES Minor spelling inconsistencies (_e.g._ coal-cellar/coal cellar, manservant/man-servant, peccadillos/peccadilloes etc.) have been preserved. Alterations to the text: Punctuation: quotation mark pairings. [End of text]