“BERNARD GARIE.”

Mr. Balch read, one after another, letters of a similar purport—­in fact, a long correspondence between Bernard Garie and the mother of Mr. Stevens.  When he had finished, the latter remarked, “In addition to those, I can produce my mother’s certificate of baptism, her marriage certificate, and every necessary proof of my being her son.  If that does not suffice to make a strong case, I am at a loss to imagine what will.”

Mr. Balch pondered a few moments, and then inquired, looking steadily at Mr. Stevens, “How long have you known of this relationship?”

“Oh, I’ve known it these three years.”

“Three years! why, my dear sir, only a few moments ago you said a few months.”

“Oh, did I?” said Mr. Stevens, very much confused; “I meant, or should have said, three years.”

“Then, of course you were aware that Mr. Garie was your cousin when he took the house beside you?”

“Oh, yes—­that is—­yes—­yes; I was aware of it.”

“And did you make any overtures of a social character?” asked Mr. Balch.

“Well, yes—­that is to say, my wife did.”

“Where were you the night of the murder?”

Mr. Stevens turned pale at this question, and replied, hesitatingly, “Why, at home, of course.”

“You were at home, and saw the house of your cousins assaulted, and made no effort to succour them or their children.  The next morning you are one of the coroner’s inquest, and hurry through the proceedings, never once saying a word of your relationship to them, nor yet making any inquiry respecting the fate of the children. It is very singular.”

“I don’t see what this cross-questioning is to amount to; it has nothing to do with my claim as heir.”

“We are coming to that,” rejoined Mr. Balch.  “This, as I said, is very singular; and when I couple it with some other circumstances that have come to my knowledge, it is more than singular—­it is suspicious.  Here are a number of houses assaulted by a mob.  Two or three days before the assault takes place, a list in your handwriting, and which is headed, ’Places to be attacked,’ is found, under circumstances that leave no doubt that it came directly from you.  Well, the same mob that attacks these places—­marked out by you—­traverse a long distance to reach the house of your next-door neighbour.  They break into it, and kill him; and you, who are aware at the time that he is your own cousin, do not attempt to interpose to prevent it, although it can be proved that you were all-powerful with the marauders.  No! you allow him to be destroyed without an effort to save him, and immediately claim his property.  Now, Mr. Stevens, people disposed to be suspicions—­seeing how much you were to be the gainer by his removal, and knowing you had some connection with this mob—­might not scruple to say that you instigated the attack by which he lost his life; and I put it to you—­now don’t you think that, if it was any one else, you would say that the thing looked suspicious?”