Mr. Benson engineered recently, and he intimated to me very strongly that Mr. Benson had deliberately misadvised us to his own benefit. He didn't even speak to Mr. Benson that night at the Marseilles."
"What about these rich and precious stones that accompanied your tea with Mr. Benson?"
"Bribes," she answered; and her contemptuous smile was a more eloquent condemnation of Benson than if she had resorted to the bitterest castigation. "The gentleman sought to turn my head with them. I was offered a string of pearls to wear to dinner; but I declined them. And I was told that, if I saw things in the right light—or some such charming phrase—I could have jewels just like them for my very, very own—perhaps even those identical ones, on the twenty-first."
"Of course—the twenty-first," grinned Vance. "Markham, are you listening? On the twenty-first Leander's note falls due, and if it's not paid the jewels are forfeited."
He addressed himself again to Miss St. Clair.
"Did Mr. Benson have the jewels with him at dinner?"
"Oh, no! I think my refusal of the pearls rather discouraged him."
Vance paused, looking at her with ingratiating cordiality.
"Tell us now, please, of the gun episode—in your own words, as the lawyers say, hoping to entangle you later."
But she evidently feared no entanglement.
"The morning after the murder Captain Leacock came here and said he had gone to Mr. Benson house
