Chapter 11

"I knew where Mrs. Drew kept a bottle of smelling-salts," Mary Will continued. "She had used them on the boat, and I'd packed them for her. I ran up and got them--and brought them down. That's--that's all, I think." I fancied that Mary Will was near a faint herself. "And now, Mrs. MacShane," said the detective, "we'll listen to you." "Officer--my story's soon told," said the old woman. "I hears the cry, and bein' busy with dinner, ordered at the last minute, as ye might say, I didn't pay no attention. I'm no …