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If Streuss tells the truth, and I believe he does, his people are in the same position. Who, then, in the name of all that is miraculous, can have murdered and robbed Von Behrling?" "In London, too," Louise murmured. "It is not Vienna, this, or Belgrade." "You are right," Bellamy agreed. "London is one of the most law-abiding cities in Europe.
I had my spies following Von Behrling that night. I know that you took the pocket-book from his dead body. If you did not murder him yourself, the deed was done by an accomplice of yours. How was I to trust you? We are speaking naked words, my friend. We are dealing with naked truths. To me you were a murderer and a thief. A word from me and you would have realized the value of that document.
Von Behrling staggered to his feet. He said something in an angry undertone to Streuss. Louise rose and shook out her furs. "My friend," she said, turning to Von Behrling, "if your friends can spare you so long, will you fetch one of my maids? You will find them both in my cabin, number three. I wish to walk for a few moments before we arrive." Von Behrling turned away like a man in a dream.
"Von Behrling played us false. He has died a traitor's death, but it is very certain that he parted with his document before he received that twenty thousand pounds." "Once and for all, I do not believe it!" Streuss declared. "At mid-day, I can swear to it that the contents of that envelope were unknown to the Ministers of the King here.
I know you, too, and I trust you, but you can turn Von Behrling from a sane, honorable man into what you will, without suffering even his lips to touch your fingers. Von Behrling has that packet in his possession. When I come to see you in London, I will bring you twenty thousand pounds in Bank of England notes. With that Von Behrling might fancy himself on his way to America with you."
Louise, wrapped in furs, abandoned her private cabin directly they had left the harbor, and had a chair placed on the upper deck. Von Behrling found her there, but not before they were nearly half-way across. She beckoned him to her side. Her eyes glowed at him through the darkness. "You are not looking after me, my friend," she declared. "By myself I had to find this place."
"He is in that coupe, number 7, alone," she said. "I invited him to come in with me but he seemed embarrassed. It is his companions who watch him all the time. He has promised to talk with me later." In the middle of the night, Louise opened her eyes to find Bellamy bending over her. "Louise," he whispered, "it is Von Behrling who will take possession of the packet.
Bellamy on the one side I and my friends upon the other. The honor of Rudolph Von Behrling was the pawn for which we fought. The victory remains with you." Bellamy never moved a muscle. Louise, on the contrary, could not help a slight start. "Under the circumstances," the Baron continued smoothly, "the struggle was uneven.
Now if Von Behrling had parted with that document last Monday night, don't you suppose that everything would be known by now? He did not part with it. Bellamy and Mademoiselle lie when they say that they possess it. That document remains in the possession of Von Behrling's murderer, and it is for us to find him." Kahn sighed. "It is outside our sphere that.
Bellamy raised his tumbler to his lips and set it down again. "Forgive me," he said, "I do not think that I am thirsty." Dorward drank his off at a gulp. Almost immediately he closed his eyes. Bellamy, with a little shrug of the shoulders, left him alone. As he passed along to his own coupe, he met Louise in the corridor. "You have seen Von Behrling?" he whispered. She nodded.
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