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Monsieur Perrier continued to gaze at his visitors. "What is it you wish, gentlemen?" he presently inquired. "Where does Seltz live?" Duvall demanded, sharply. "Alas I do not know. He has worked for me but three months. I knew nothing of him nothing at all. He he asked for leave of absence yesterday he was to be gone a week, but to-night he told me that he would not go." Duvall's eyes lit up.
Then she went out and engaging an automobile, set out for Duvall's place. Richard Duvall and his wife, Grace, lingered rather later than usual over their breakfast that morning. It was a warm and brilliant day in May, and the blossoming beauty of the spring filled them both with a delightful sense of well-being. Duvall, however, seemed a trifle restless, and Grace observed it.
The woman was veiled. The room was not brightly lighted. And I was very much frightened." The look of disappointment in Duvall's face was reflected in that of both Grace and Mrs. Morton. The two women, on the contrary, seemed vastly relieved. Miss Norman's mouth curled in rather an ironical smile. "Are you through with this inquisition now?" she asked.
"Surely it can't be the well-known detective, yet the name " He regarded the card, his forehead wrinkled with thought. Duvall's distinguished position as the author of several works on the science of criminology was well known to him. "Show him in," he said, at length, and began to relight his cigar. Duvall was ushered in, and in a few moments had explained the object of his visit.
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