“I did not! I did not! Before God I swear that I did not!” cried our wretched prisoner.
“Tell us, then, how Cadogan West met his end before you laid him upon the roof of a railway carriage.”
“I will. I swear to you that I will. I did the rest. I confess it. It was just as you say. A Stock Exchange debt had to be paid. I needed the money badly. Oberstein offered me five thousand. It was to save myself from ruin. But as to murder, I am as innocent as you.”
“What happened, then?”