After that significant hint, Madame Coralie refused to speak any more, alleging that she was extremely busy and could not afford the time. However, she told her niece to call and see her again, when she would be more explicit. Meanwhile, the girl was obliged to return to her lover with what meagre information she had gleaned, Passing through the perfumed shop, now crowded with fashionable women, she rejoined Ralph on the pavement. Together they strolled up Walpole Lane in the direction of Kensington Palace. "I told my aunt, as you suggested, about my father's intention to marry Miss Pearl," said Audrey, abruptly. "And you are right. She is jealous. Strange, is it not, after all these years? Besides"--Audrey shrugged her shoulders in a contemptuous way--"fancy any woman remaining faithful to my father." "Women have odd tastes," said Shawe, quietly, "and your father is so masterful a man that he is certain to be successful with the fair sex. Humph! She is jealous, is she? Well, and what did she say?" "Very little. It was her manner of speaking more than what she said. When I told her, you should have seen her eyes flash above the yashmak." "Oh, never mind her eyes flashing, Audrey," said Shawe, impatiently. "What were her words?" "All she said was that Rosy Pearl was the customer who slept at the Pink Shop on the night of the crime." "What!" Ralph stopped suddenly, and stared. "The lady who refused to allow her name to be given--who slept in the upstairs bedroom?" "Yes. And I think that my aunt means to hint--" "Oh, I see what she means," interrupted Ralph, quickly. "Her jealousy gives the hint very plainly. Rosy Pearl was in the house; Rosy Pearl wants to become the second Lady Branwin, so Rosy Pearl gets rid of--" "No, no!" interrupted Audrey in her turn, and looking pale. "I can't think that she strangled my mother." "She had every reason to," said Ralph, grimly. "And as Madame Coralie admits that she has the diamonds, robbery cannot now be given as the motive for the committal of the crime." "Do you believe that Rosy Pearl really did murder my mother so that the way might be opened to her to be my father's second wife?" "I can't say for certain, until I examine into the matter more closely," said Shawe, anxiously, "but it certainly looks like it. Sir Joseph is a millionaire, and from the sudden way in which he announced his intention of making her his wife it is evident that the two discussed the matter while your mother was still alive." He paused, and thought for a few minutes. "I tell you what, Audrey, I shall go at once to Perry Toat and tell her this." "Can I come also?" asked Audrey, again feeling the detective fever. "No. It is just as wise not to arouse your father's suspicions." "Why should they be aroused?" asked Audrey, quickly. "He knows nothing of Rosy Pearl's doings on that night."