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"And what happened then?" asked Hugh, aghast and astounded at the story

"Benton and Howell sent me out of the room They waited for over an hour Then Hoent down to the car Afterwards, when all was clear, they half carried poor Mr Henfrey downstairs, placed hiuest had been found by a constable in a doorway in Albeht he was intoxicated, later took hie's Hospital, where he died Afterwards a scratch was found on the palm of his hand, and the doctors believed it had been caused by a pin infected with some poison The truth was, however, that his hand was scratched in opening a bottle of chane at supper The doctors never suspected the tiny puncture in the hair at the nape of the neck, and they never discovered it"

"I knew nothing of the affair," declared The Sparrow, his face clouded by anger "Then Hoas the actual murderer?"

"He was," Yvonne replied "I saw him press the needle into Mr Henfrey's neck, while Benton stood by, ready to seize the victireed to kill Mr Henfrey, coh out of the world by one or other of their devilish sche sadly before her "I see it all now--everything"

"Then it was arranged that after I had married Louise I should also meet with an unexpected end?"

"Yes One that should discredit you in the eyes of your wife and your own friends--an end probably like your father's A secret visit to London, and a mysterious death," Mademoiselle replied

She spoke quite cal the two persons who had been upperhts before those terrible injuries to her brain had balanced it again Though the pains in her head were excruciating, as she explained, yet she could now think, and she remembered all the bitterness of the past

"You, M'sieur Henfrey, are the son of reat and dastardly conspiracy," she said "But I ask your forgiveness, for I assure you that when I invited your father up from Woodthorpe I had no idea whatever of what those assassins intended"

"Benton is already under arrest for another affair," broke in The Sparrow quietly "I heard so from London yesterday"

"Ah! And I hope that Hoill also be punished for his crih I have been a thief, a swindler, and a decoy--ah! yes, I admit it all--I have never committed the crime of murder I know, messieurs," she went on--"I know that I am a social outcast, the mysterious Mademoiselle of Monte Carlo, they call me! But I have suffered I have indeed in these pastforgiveness"