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Updated: June 25, 2025
The few words I have to say to you are not questions. I do not want to understand your secrets, to penetrate the mystery which surrounds you and your doings. I will not ask you a single question. I will not even ask you why you left your niece in such a fit of terror, and have never yet dared to show your face at the Milan." "A child would understand these things!" Delora exclaimed.
"I know everything except one thing," he said, "and that we shall both of us know before the day is out. Our friend Delora has played a great game. Even now I cannot tell you whether he has played to win or to lose. Since you have been so kind as to look me up, Captain Rotherby," he went on, "let us spend a little time together.
The announcement was made that Batson Reeves had at last caught a new wife in the person of Widow Delora Crymble, wedding set for Tuesday week. Dependence Crymble, deceased husband of Delora, reappeared on earth. This latter event to be further elaborated.
Delora was scarcely likely to have left behind any reliable details of his intentions at such a place. I drove on to the Milan, and entered the Court with a curious little thrill of interest. The hall-porter welcomed me with a smile. "Glad to see you back again, Captain Rotherby," he said. "Have you any luggage?" "None," I answered. "I am not sure whether I shall be staying."
My sudden attack was foiled with the consummate ease of a master if, indeed, the man was not genuine. "Mr. Delora!" he repeated. "Is he not staying here, he and his niece? I have been looking for them to come into luncheon." "His niece is here," I answered. "Mr. Delora never arrived."
There were lines underneath his eyes, and he looked about him every now and then nervously. "My brother," I remarked, "first wrote to me to be sure and look up Mr. Delora, and to be civil to him. I have done this to the best of my ability!" Louis frowned. "Go on," he said. "Last night," I continued, speaking very deliberately, "my brother who is in London rang me up in Norfolk.
Then I turned back and hastened to the side of the car. I knocked at the window. "Delora," I said, "I must speak to you." The car had begun to move. I wrenched at the handle, but I found it held on the inside with a grip which even I could not move.
But for the fact that I had long ago lost all faith in him I should have felt, without the shadow of a doubt, that I had made a supreme fool of myself. But as it was, my faith was only shaken. The hideous possibility that I had made a mistake was there like a shadow, but I could not accept it as a certainty. "Mr. Delora," I said, "from one point of view I am very glad to hear you speak like this.
I am of necessity interested in the movements and doings of Mr. Delora and his niece. You," he continued, "appear to have been drawn a little way into the mesh of intrigue by which they are surrounded." I drew my arm through his. We were walking now side by side. "Look here," I said, "you were quite right in what you said. There is no reason why we should have secrets from one another.
"By Jove, it is!" he assented. It was a little after seven o'clock the next morning when we turned into the courtyard of the County Hotel in Newcastle. Immediately in front of us was the car in which we had seen Delora on the previous afternoon. The chauffeur was at work upon it, and although he looked up at our entrance, he paid no particular attention to us.
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