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"Go on, Colonel," said Jack, who had slipped off to one side, out of the focus of the glaring light, just in time to prevent Jean Forette from using the weapon he had quickly taken from a side pocket. "Go on, close in. I've drawn his stinger." "Messieurs, what does this mean?" demanded the girl beside Jean. "Who are you? What do you want?
It showed a man and a girl, evidently in their wedding finery, and the face of the man was that of Jean Forette, and that of the girl was of the woman who had groveled on the sand at the feet of the chauffeur the night before, Morocco Kate. "Look on the back," suggested the detective, and when Mazi turned the photograph over she read: "The happiest day of my life Jean Carnot."
Carwell is very particular I mean he was and Forette didn't let her out for a cent My man was disappointed, for he's a fast devil, too, and he asked the Frenchman why he didn't kick her along." "What did the chauffeur say?" "Well, it wasn't so much what he said as how he acted. He was as nervous as a cat.
"I wonder I wonder," mused the colonel, and so wondering, and with fitful dreams attending his slumbers, he passed the night. Jean Forette drove the colonel and Viola to the office. They arrived rather early. In fact LeGrand Blossom was not yet in, and when he did enter, a few minutes later, he was plainly surprised to see them.
He also is in love with Viola, just as much as Bartlett is. I shall list Captain Poland as a remote possibility. I can't afford to eliminate him altogether, as it may develop that Mr. Carwell objected to his paying his attentions to Viola. Well, we shall see." The next mental index card bore the name Jean Forette; and concerning him Colonel Ashley had secured some information the day before.
That Jean Forette sure is a card!" "Then he really seemed afraid to speed the Dilat car?" "That's it. And he spoke of Mr. Carwell going to get a more powerful French machine. He said then he'd never driven it to the limit, and didn't want to handle it at all. And he spoke the truth, for I heard that he and the old man didn't get along at all with that red, white and blue devil Mr.
"Oh, I wouldn't want what I said to keep Forette out of a place!" protested the man quickly. "If I'd thought that " "You needn't worry. You haven't done him any harm. He's out of a place anyhow, since Mr. Carwell died, and I'll treat what you told me in strict confidence." "I wish you would. You know we have to be careful." "I understand."
Once more there was a look at the end, but the "fussy old duck" was not satisfied, and, again had recourse to the flame. All this while Colonel Ashley was straining his ears to catch what Jean Forette was saying to the attendant who had drawn the frothing glass of beer for him.
But as they drove on, and Colonel Ashley noted with what exaggerated care Jean Forette passed other cars giving them such a wide berth that often his own machine was almost in the ditch the impression grew on the detective that the Frenchman was not as skillful as he would have it believed. "He drives Like an amateur, or a woman out alone in her machine for the first time," mused the colonel.
Make it appear that the house is closed for the season. You dismissed Forette, didn't you, as I suggested?" "Yes, and paid him in full. I never want to see him again. He's been so insolent of late he'd hardly do a thing I asked him. And he looked at me in such a queer, leering, impudent way." "Don't worry about that, my dear. Everything will soon be all right." "And will will Harry be cleared?"
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