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I only played for the excitement, but since our engagement I have hardly touched a card. I shall not play for money again. My visits to Maraquito's now are purely in the interests of this case." "Does she know anything about it?" asked Juliet, astonished. "Yes," replied Mallow, wondering if the girl knew that Mrs. Octagon had paid a visit to Senora Gredos. "Mrs.
I am sure she is a relative of Maraquito's." "If she is her aunt, I give you leave to call me a fool," said Caranby, rising. "I know that Emilia told me she had no sister. What will you do next, Jennings?" "I shall see this man who fired the house and try to get at the truth. Then I am having Mrs. Herne watched " "And Maraquito?"
For a time he watched the players staking large amounts, and saw the pile of gold at Maraquito's elbow steadily increasing. She seemed to have all the luck. The bank was winning and its opponents losing, but the play went on steadily for at least half an hour. At the end of that time a newcomer entered the room. Jennings, who had glanced at his watch, quite expected to see Cuthbert.
Her name " "Maraquito's name is Bathsheba Saul." "Yes. I expect Caranby told you that. He was too clever, that old man. I was always afraid that he would find out about the factory. A long while ago I wished Maraquito to give up the business and marry me. Then we would have gone to South America and have lived in peace on no end of money.
It is rather a long story. But this man who was caught used a particular kind of scent called Hikui. Maraquito uses it also, and her aunt, Mrs. Herne." "Mrs. Herne? She is not Maraquito's aunt." "She told me herself that she was." "And I tell you that Emilia, who is dead, was the only aunt Maraquito ever had. Why does Mrs. Herne say this?" "That is what I am trying to find out.
Octagon doesn't allow Basil much, and mother has enough to do to make both ends meet. Basil is, I fear, extravagant. I know he gambles, though he never told me where he went " "To Maraquito's," said Cuthbert. "I have met him there." "I know," said Juliet in rather a reproachful tone. "I wish you would not gamble, Cuthbert." "I have given it up now.
"It is, sir. My wife uses scent. But this was a queer smell. And then a man shouldn't use scent," burst out Drudge. "Some men are effeminate enough to do so," said Jennings drily. "But I don't quite understand all this." "I can tell you what puzzled me at once," said the underling, "after watching Maraquito's house for some time, I put another fellow on, and went to the office.
But Basil was poor and had his career to make, therefore he certainly should have labored. However, for Juliet's sake, Cuthbert was as polite as possible. "If I were you, Saxon, I should leave cards alone," said Mallow. "Nonsense! I don't play high. Besides, I have seen you at Maraquito's also losing a lot." "I can afford to lose," said Cuthbert dryly, "you can't."
If you marry Miss Saxon and place yourself beyond Maraquito's reach, I will be able to induce her to marry me. Our interests are bound up together. Now, to do this you must have Mrs. Octagon's consent. I can get it." "In what way?" "She loves Basil, her son, more than she does herself," went on Hale, paying no attention to the remark. "To save him she would do much." "To save him from what?"
Jennings had not seen them since the inquest on the body of Miss Loach, when they had given their evidence with great grief and frankness. He was annoyed at meeting them here, for although he had seen them in Maraquito's salon before, yet at that time they had not known his profession.
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