Detective and mystery stories; England -- Fiction; Murder -- Investigation -- Fiction
"I dare say; but you have yet to prove your accusation. I am quite
willing to allow Mavis to be arrested." Gerald stepped aside. "Go and
fetch the police, Rebb. They will be here soon."
"Here!" Rebb started and turned a shade paler.
"I left instructions at the police station before coming here that
Inspector Morgan was to come with two men. When they arrive you can
give Mavis in charge and then we can submit your accusation of
insanity to a couple of doctors, and your charge of murder to a jury."
"Then," cried Mrs. Crosbie viciously, "Michael will get back his
money."
"I think not," replied Gerald coldly. "I take charge of that."
By this time the courage was oozing out of Rebb, who had not expected
the young man to take up such an attitude. "Cannot we arrange this
matter quietly?" he asked, trying to appear composed.
"No," said the other quietly. "The offer you made me in yonder room
does not suit me."
"An offer?" said Mrs. Berch, in her deep voice.
"I offered to let Haskins marry Mavis and take her to America, if
he--or rather she--surrendered half the income."
"I refuse, as Gerald refused," said Mavis proudly. "I prefer to stand
my trial. I am not going to pass the rest of my life under a cloud for
your sake, Major Rebb."
"Your sister--your twin sister--shall get the money," cried Rebb, at
his wits' end how to deal with the situation. "Ah, you never knew
that."
"I knew when Gerald told me," said Mrs. Haskins composedly, "and I
more than suspected it before. Indeed Charity allowed me to pass as
herself, so as to save me from you. I shall repay that, with three
thousand a year. My husband and I have arranged that."
"You passed as Charity," cried Rebb, amazed.
"Yes; I danced at the Belver Theatre, and----"
"It's a lie--you couldn't. What became of Charity, if you did that?"
"Charity was with me," said Tod, stepping forward.
"With you?"
"Yes, as my wife."
Major Rebb jumped, and staggered against the sundial. "So both the
sisters are married?" he muttered.
"They are," said Tod, "and they have agreed to share the income you
have held all these years. I am afraid that the game is up, Major."
Rebb said nothing. The game was indeed up, and he did not know which
way to turn, or how to get the better of his pitiless opponents. Mrs.
Berch left her daughter for the moment and touched his arm. "Why did
you not tell me that there was another girl?" she asked hoarsely and
savagely.
"There was no need." And the Major shook her off.
"There was every need. You told me, you told Madge, that your income
depended upon Mavis Durham----"
"Mavis Haskins, if you please," interpolated that young lady.
Mrs. Berch paid no attention. "On Mavis Durham not marrying. You said
that if in some way her insanity could be proved, and she could be
stopped from marriage, that your income would be safe. For that reason
my daughter wished to marry you."
"She loved me," said Rebb unsteadily, and looked at Mrs. Crosbie.
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