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"That is the kind of explanation one offers to fools," Juve retorted. "By what chance did you see me come into this house? What the deuce were you doing in the rue Lévert?" The lad showed some inclination to make for the door, but Juve stayed him peremptorily. "Answer my question, please: how did you know I was here?" Driven into a corner, the boy blurted out the truth: "I had followed you."
But, tell me, have I the means to prevent Vernet, Mademoiselle Levert, who writes me declarations, and thirty artistes, men and women, from coming to England in order to get money? And if I have been culpable, do you think that such fancies can do you the least injury, or take from you anything which I have given you? You have been told a thousand falsehoods. Herein I recognize my friends.
Unfortunately I have not cleared up the Beltham case at all." "You found the missing peer." "Well, yes, but " "That was an amazing achievement. By the way, Juve, what led you to go to the rue Lévert to search Gurn's trunks?" "That was very simple. You remember what an excitement there was when Lord Beltham disappeared?
It took but an instant to press my point firmly against his chest, as he stood panting and disarmed. Never was man more surprised. "Bravely done," cried Levert. "A most foul and dishonorable trick," Achille snarled. "Not so," Levert corrected him gravely, looking at me to observe the effect of the insult. I stood still at guard, but made no move.
His good-humored raillery continued until I became annoyed in earnest, yet was glad he took the matter so seriously. When Levert passed us again on his walk I spoke to him. "Now, my dear Levert, we will try our fortune with the foils if it pleases you." "No, my humor is past. Do you try with Broussard; methinks he had rather the better of you yesterday. You agree, Broussard?"
"Yes, I remember," Gurn went on slowly: "it was in our little room in the rue Lévert, and I was on my knees beside you when the door opened quietly, and there stood Lord Beltham, mad with rage and jealousy!" "I don't know what happened then," Lady Beltham whispered in a hopeless undertone, drooping her head again. "I do," muttered Gurn. "His eyes sought you, and a pistol was pointed at your heart!
* The letter was directed not only for privy counsellors, but also to the duchesses of Somerset and Beaufort, the marchioness of Halifax, the countesses of Derby, Mulgrave, Rutland, Brooks, Nottingham, Lumley, and Danby, the ladies Fitzharding and Fretchville, those of sir John Trevor, speaker of the house of commons, sir Edward Seymour, sir Christopher Musgrave, the wives of sir Thomas Stamford, lord-mayor of London, sir William Ashhurst and sir Richard Levert, the sheriffs, and, lastly, to Dr.
At that moment the door was pushed a little way open, and the figure of Juve appeared. "May I come in?" said he. It was three o'clock when Juve arrived at the rue Lévert, and he found the concierge of number 147 just finishing her coffee. Amazed at the results achieved by the detective, the details of which she had learned from the sensational articles in the daily paper she most affected, Mme.
"Four days ago, Inspector," said the young man, "on the 14th of December to be precise, the London mail brought us a letter in which Lord Beltham, who had been a client of ours for several years, instructed us to collect, on the 17th of December, that is, to-day, four articles marked H. W. K., 1, 2, 3 and 4, from M. Gurn's apartments, 147 rue Lévert.
Levert, who had been pacing up and down the deck in his absorbed and inattentive way, dropped his blade across my shoulder and challenged me to the foils. "No, it is too early yet," Achille replied, "besides, we were talking of other things. As you were saying, comrade, you go ?" "Oh, you two talk too much," Levert broke in again, "let us have a bout; I'm half a mind I can handle a foil myself.
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