“Yes, yes,” the Duke said impatiently. “What happened?”
“Angus says, Your Grace, that he suddenly saw the two people struggling. Then, as he watched, the man appeared to throw Lady Jean over the edge of the cliff into the sea below!”
For a moment as Torquil finished speaking there was a deathly silence.
Then the Countess gave a shrill scream that echoed around the room.
“My daughter! My daughter!” she cried. “She has been murdered! Murdered!”
She threw up her arms as if she was about to collapse and two of the ladies nearest to her hurried to hold her up.
The Duke, however, paid no attention.
“You are saying,” he said slowly, “that this man, Angus McCarron, definitely saw her Ladyship thrown over the edge of the cliff into the sea?”
“That is what he says he saw, Your Grace,” Torqui
