Detective and mystery stories; London (England) -- Fiction; Murder -- Investigation -- Fiction
"Perhaps not. The yashmak was a very good mask. I often wondered why
Flora wore it, if not for business purposes; as her birthmark was not
so disfiguring as the one which I painted on my face."
"It was very faint," said Colonel Ilse, speaking for the first time,
and in his crisp, military voice--"over twenty years ago, that is. But
then Mrs. Askew, as she called herself, was a much younger woman."
"And not so fat," supplemented Lady Branwin, calmly. "Yes, I remember
Flora then. After she left Bleakleigh as a widow she tried many ways
in which to make money. I told you some of them, Audrey, although I
don't think that I mentioned she had been an hospital nurse."
"And for an obvious reason," put in Perry Toat, in an acrid voice. The
little woman was annoyed that her search for the hospital nurse had
ended in this unexpected way. "You were afraid."
"Why should I be afraid?" demanded Lady Branwin, coolly. "It was Flora
who kidnapped Colonel Ilse's daughter, not I. She told me all about
it, and did so out of jealousy. She was in love with the Colonel."
"I certainly was not in love with her," said the soldier, stiffly, and
the flush which Audrey had noticed on a former occasion appeared on
his tanned face. "She made my life a burden to me, and finally took
away my own child. I was left lonely," added Ilse, pathetically, "as
my dear wife died when Elsie was born. Perhaps, Lady Branwin, you can
tell me what your sister did with my child."
"I can tell you many things which will astonish you," said the
unmasked woman, drily, "and I intend to. Perhaps had this fool"--she
shot a glance of scorn and wrath at the unhappy Vail--"not torn off my
veil I would not have revealed myself. But you can see from the fact
that I have washed off the pretended birthmark that I intended to do
so if it were necessary. I now see that it is very necessary."
"I think it is," said Perry Toat, sharply, "as we have yet to learn
who murdered Madame Coralie."
"Are you going to accuse me of the crime? Why not accuse Eddy here,
who put back the still-room clock?"
Vail became violently emotional. "I put it back because I intended to
return and steal the diamonds," he said loudly. "I don't mind owning
that, as I have already told the story to Miss Toat. But when I came
back after you turned me out of the house and found that my wife was
strangled, I--"
"Your wife?" interrupted Ralph, suddenly. "How could you think it was
your wife who was dead when she--as you thought, I presume--had just
dismissed you from the still-room."
"I did not think that the dead woman was my wife," said Eddy,
sullenly. "I knew that there was a resemblance between my wife and
Lady Branwin, as Flora had long since told me that they were twins.
But I saw the birthmark on my wife's face, comparatively faint as it
was."
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