When the young man had departed, Jane said:

"I wonder why he didn't go for the more important people."

"Leaves that to his betters, probably," said Gale grimly. "He's probably tried there and failed."

He sat frowning for a minute or two. Then he said:

"Jane - I'm going to call you Jane; you don't mind, do you? - Jane, who do you think really murdered this Giselle woman?"

"I haven't the faintest idea."

"Have you thought about it? Really thought about it?"

"Well, no, I don't suppose I have. I've been thinking about my own part in it, and worrying a little. I haven't really wondered seriously which - which of the others did it. I don't think I'd realized until today that one of them must have done it."

"Yes, the coroner put it very plainly. I know I didn't do it and I know you didn't do it because - well, because I was watching you most of the time."

"Yes," said Jane. "I know you didn't do it - for the same reason. And of course I know I didn't do it myself! So it must have been one of the others - but I don't know which. I haven't the slightest idea. Have you?"

"No."

Norman Gale looked very thoughtful. He seemed to be puzzling out some train of thought. Jane went on:

"I don't see how we can have the least idea, either. I mean we didn't see anything - at least I didn't. Did you?"

Gale shook his head.

"Not a thing."

"That's what seems so frightfully odd. I dare say you wouldn't have seen anything. You weren't facing that way. But I was. I was looking right along the middle. I mean, I could have been -"

Jane stopped and flushed. She was remembering that her eyes had been mostly fixed on a periwinkle-blue pullover, and that her mind, far from being receptive to what was going on around her, had been mainly concerned with the personality of the human being inside the periwinkle-blue pullover.

Norman Gale thought:

"I wonder what makes her blush like that... She's wonderful... I'm going to marry her. Yes, I am... But it's no good looking too far ahead. I've got to have some good excuse for seeing her often. This murder business will do as well as anything else... Besides, I really think it would be as well to do something - that whippersnapper of a reporter and his publicity -"

Aloud he said:

"Let's think about it now. Who killed her? Let's go over all the people. The stewards?"

"No," said Jane.

"I agree. The women across the aisle from us?"

"I don't suppose anyone like Lady Horbury would go killing people. And the other one - Miss Kerr - well, she's far too county. She wouldn't kill an old Frenchwoman, I'm sure."

"Only an unpopular M.F.H. I expect you're not far wrong, Jane. Then there's mustachios, but he seems, according to the coroner's jury, to be the most likely person; so that washes him out. The doctor? That doesn't seem very likely either."