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I may come to see you to-morrow?" "Come as early as you like in reason." That was all, for Cassavetti rejoined us, dragging up a chair in place of the one I had appropriated. "So you and Mr. Wynn are neighbors," she said gaily. "Though he never told me so."
She imagined that the excuse I had made was invalid; for if, as Cassavetti inferred, his and my mysterious visitor had been off the premises before seven o'clock, I ought still to have been able to keep my appointment with her. Well, I would have to undeceive her later! "Don't look so solemn, Maurice," Mary said, as I seated myself beside her. "Tell me all about everything, right now."
But, as you've remembered that much, I must warn you that I'm a detective in charge of you, and anything you say will be used against you." More cinematograph pictures, Cassavetti as I saw him, lying behind the door, his eyes open, staring; myself on the steps below Westminster Bridge, calling to Anne, as she sat in the boat. Anne!
Even if the inquest is adjourned, I don't suppose I'll have to stop for the further hearing," I answered, affecting an indifference I was very far from feeling. "Then you won't be seeing Anne as soon as you anticipated," Mary remarked. "I must write to her to-morrow. She'll be so shocked." "Did Miss Pendennis know this Mr. Cassavetti?" inquired Mrs. Vereker.
You say he's the only suspicious looking visitor you've ever seen here?" "The only one of any kind I've encountered who wanted Cassavetti. After all, I knew very little of him, and though we were such near neighbors, I saw him far more often about town than here." "You never by any chance saw a lady going up to his rooms, or on the staircase as if she might be going up there?
If I could only have speech with her for one minute I would win her forgiveness! My opportunity came at last, when, after the toast of "the King," chairs were pushed back and people formed themselves into groups. A pretty woman at the next table how I blessed her in my heart! summoned Cassavetti to her side, and I boldly took the place he vacated.
But always there is a barrier between her and me; a barrier impalpable yet unpassable. I try to surmount it, but I am beaten back every time. Now it is Cassavetti who confronts me; again, and yet again, it is Loris, with his stern white face, his inscrutable blue eyes. He is on horseback; he rides straight at me, and he bears something in his arms.
"You will give me your word of honor that, whatever happens, you'll never so much as mention Anne's name, either in connection with that portrait or Cassavetti; that you'd never give any one even a hint that she might have been concerned however innocently in this murder." "But if things go against you?" "That's my lookout. Will you give your word and keep it?" "No." "Very well.
Sorry you can't come with us, Mr. Wynn; but come later if you can." We moved towards the door all together, Anne and her hostess with their hands full of red and white flowers. The "Savages" had raided the table decorations, and presented the spoils to their guests. Cassavetti intercepted Anne.
"You were the most deplorable object I've ever seen in the course of my experience, and that's fairly long and varied. I'd like to know how you got into their clutches; though you needn't say if it has any connection with " "Why, certainly. It's nothing to do with Cassavetti, or Selinski, or whatever his name was," I said.
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