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"Captain Rotherby," he said, "there is one thing I should like to ask you. How did you know of Mr. Delora's projected visit to Newcastle?" I smiled. "Why should I give away my methods, Louis?" I said. "You know very well that the movements of Mr. Delora have become very interesting to me. You and I are on opposite sides. I certainly do not feel called upon to disclose my sources of information."
"Delora is honest, but it is a great secret which he controls, and the only chance of using it successfully is to keep it a secret from the whole world!" "How am I to be introduced into the room, Louis?" I asked. "That," he answered, "will be easy. There are two lifts, as you know, one from the smoking-room and one from the entrance hall. The number of Mr. Delora's apartment is 157.
She dropped her veil almost at once, and she did not ask me to sit down. "I hope that you have some news this morning of your uncle, Miss Delora?" I asked. She shook her head. "I have not heard anything of importance," she answered. "I am sorry," I said. "I am afraid that you must be getting very anxious." She bent over the button of her glove. "Yes," she admitted. "I am very anxious!
"At once!" she insisted. "They will have gone away." The bell rang again. I took the receiver into my hands. "Who is there?" I asked. "Is that the apartment of Mr. Delora?" was the reply. "Yes!" I said. "I wish to speak to Miss Felicia Delora," the voice said. "Who are you?" I asked. "It does not matter," was the answer. "Be so good as to tell her to come to the telephone Miss Felicia Delora."
"Take the car," Ralph called out after me. "You may find it useful." I drove first to the small hotel where I had last seen Delora. Here, however, I was confronted with a certain difficulty. The name of Delora was quite unknown to the people. I described him carefully, however, to the landlady, and she appeared to recognize him. "The gentleman you mean was, I think, a Mr. Henriquois.
"This afternoon, if you like," Louis answered. "Here is his address." He scribbled a few words down on a piece of paper and passed it to me. When I had received it I did not like it. It was an out-of-the-way street in Bermondsey, in a quarter of which I was absolutely ignorant except by repute. "Couldn't we arrange, don't you think, Louis," I asked, "to have Mr. Delora come up here?"
As to the money, well, it may be anywhere" "It may, Louis!" I admitted. "Delora was a bungler," Louis said slowly. "The game was in his hands. Even the reappearance of his brother was not serious. He was carrying out a perfectly legitimate transaction in which no one could interfere." "Excepting," I remarked, "that he proposed to retain the proceeds of this sale of his."
"I did not know," Delora continued, "that the young men of your country had time enough to spare to devote themselves to other people's business in the way that you have done. I came to this country upon a peculiar and complicated mission, intrusted to me by my own government. The chief condition of success was that it should be performed in secrecy.
The riddle was not easy to solve. Common-sense told me that my wisest course was to fulfil my original intention, and take the first train on the morrow to my brother's house in Norfolk. On the other hand, inclination strongly prompted me to stay where I was, to see this thing through, to see more of Felicia Delora!
"Miss Delora would be glad if you would step upstairs, sir," he announced. I followed him into the lift and up to number 157. Felicia was there alone. She rose from the couch as I entered, and waited until the door had closed behind the disappearing page. Then she held out her hands, and there was something in her eyes which I could not resist. I was suddenly ashamed of all my suspicions.
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