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"I have not been told. But I know it, Mrs. Cullerton," was my reply. "I know that, though De Gex is assisting your husband out of a financial difficulty and pretends to be your good friend, he views you as his bitter enemy as a person whose lips must, at all hazards, be closed." "Really, Mr. Garfield, what you say is too extraordinary too amazing! I don't understand you!"
Come, it is now my turn to be a little inquisitive," and she laughed again. "About a certain little matter in which we are mutually interested," was my evasive answer. Then, after a pause, I looked straight into her eyes, and added very earnestly: "I wonder whether if I should require your help, Mrs. Cullerton, you would assist me?" "In what way?" "At present I cannot tell.
Cullerton were living at the Villa Tassi, out at Montaguto, about three miles from the Porta Romana, on the opposite side of Florence. That same morning I took the steam tram from the Piazza della Signorina, and after three miles of dusty road, alighted at a spot beyond the little village of Galluzzo in the Val d'Ema.
To-day your superstitious Italian criminal enters the church and prays to the Madonna that his coup whatever it may be, from profiteering, picking pockets, or the secret assassination of an enemy may be successful. "I allege that Mr. De Gex is your enemy, Mrs. Cullerton," I said. "I have first-hand knowledge of it.
I could not fail to notice the grace of carriage of the girl whose listless attitude was so mysterious, and whose exact whereabouts Oswald De Gex was concealing from his friend, Mrs. Cullerton.
Cullerton, and next day by watching the entrance to the Hôtel Wagram, which was an easy matter in the bustle of the Rue de Rivoli, I satisfied myself that my surmise was correct, for at eleven o'clock she came forth, entered a taxi, and drove away.
In response to my request he described Suzor's lady friend. Then he added: "She wore only one ornament, a beautiful piece of apple-green jade suspended round her neck by a narrow black ribbon. When they rose and the waiter brought their coats, I heard him call her Dorothy." "Dorothy Cullerton!" I gasped. "I recollect that piece of Chinese jade she wore in Florence!
Cullerton, that I am here first in your interests, and secondly in my own. You and I are now both marked down as victims, because both of us are in possession of certain knowledge which would, if exposed, bring obloquy and prosecution upon an exceedingly wealthy man.
Yet the last time you spoke of her you said she was in Turin, on her way here, to Florence." Oswald De Gex laughed lightly. "Yes. She came to Florence for a few days, but she has returned to London. Why are you so anxious to see her?" "I want to see her about a matter which concerns Jack and myself that's all," replied young Mrs. Cullerton. "May I not know?" asked her host.
Tennison had allowed him to take her daughter to Florence to consult another specialist at the hospital of Santa Maria Nuova. "I think you know a Mrs. Cullerton," I remarked at last. The effect of my words upon her was almost electrical. "Dolly Cullerton!" she shrieked. "Ah! Don't mention that woman's name! Please do not mention her!"
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