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There had been a terrible sense of a spoilt life and of a horrible weakness always coming between him and happiness. The shadow of Madame Danterre had darkened his youth; a time of folly and so little pleasure in that folly, he moaned had been succeeded by an actual tyranny. The claim that she was his wife had begun early after her divorce from Mr.
Next day Grosse set about the work for which he had come to Florence. He called on two men whom he knew slightly, and found them at home, but neither of them had ever heard of Madame Danterre.
She tried to face what must come next. How could she hand over Westmoreland House? It could not be done as quietly as she had handed that letter to Father Mark. The house had been bought with the great lump sum Madame Danterre had accumulated in Florence much of that money had been put in the bank before Sir David died.
Some weeks later when she was near her end, Madame Danterre had a scene with Dr. Larrone which ended in his consenting to take the box to London as soon as she was dead, but the nurse was sure that the doctor was told nothing as to the contents of the box.
"You want to know for certain that my mother is living in Florence under the name of Madame Danterre the Madame Danterre you have tried to see there. And further, you want to know how much I have ever seen of her." "Oh, please!" cried Edmund, "I don't indeed wish you to tell me all this." "You do, and so I shall answer the questions. I have never seen her in my life.
"She would have to expose her wretched mother." "Not more than the trial would expose her; whether we won the case or lost it, Madame Danterre must be exposed. But if I am right how could it be done?" "I think I had better do it myself," said Edmund. "I could see Miss Dexter. I really think I could do it, feeling my way, of course." Rose did not answer.
His first glance had been downwards, then his look went further afield, and he knew why Madame Danterre had chosen the villa, for the view of Florence was superb. He had not enjoyed it for half a moment when he heard a slight noise in the garden. Yes, down the alley opposite to him there were approaching a lady and two men servants. He held his breath with surprise.
He waited; she was watched until she came to London, and she had not been here twenty-four hours before she came to me. She declares now that, as she was gathering up the papers, she had seen that the long letter Madame Danterre had been reading when she had the attack of faintness was written to some one called Rose. She knew it was that letter which had done the mischief.
Since that, Pietrino has written that Larrone is taking a long holiday, and that people are wondering if he will have any scruples as to the large legacy that is said to have been left to him by Madame Danterre. So it is pretty clear who my reticent visitor was.
We had immediate application on behalf of Madame Danterre from a lawyer in Florence as soon as the news of the death reached us. It seems that she has a copy of the will." "Has she" Rose hesitated, and then repeated, "Has Madame Danterre any children?" "I do not know," said Mr. Murray.
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