He appealed to me to testify whether he had, or had not, carried that
object out. I could, and did, bear witness that he had. And there, as I
thought, the matter might have been judiciously left to come to an end.
Sergeant Cuff, however, took it a step further, evidently (as you shall
now judge) with the purpose of forcing the most painful of all possible
explanations to take place between her ladyship and himself.
"I have heard a motive assigned for the young woman's suicide," said
the Sergeant, "which may possibly be the right one. It is a motive quite
unconnected with the case which I am conducting here. I am bound to
add, however, that my own opinion points the other way. Some unbearable
anxiety in connexion with the missing Diamond, has, I believe, driven
the poor creature to her own destruction. I don't pretend to know what
that unbearable anxiety may have been. But I think (with your ladyship's
permission) I can lay my hand on a person who is capable of deciding
whether I am right or wrong."
"Is the person now in the house?" my mistress asked, after waiting a
little.
"The person has left the house," my lady.
That answer pointed as straight to Miss Rachel as straight could be.
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