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Guerchard looked at the Duke with a faint air of uneasiness: "I think that we had better question Mademoiselle Kritchnoff by ourselves," he said. M. Formery looked at him and hesitated. Then he said: "Oh, yes, of course, by ourselves." "Certainly," said the Duke, a trifle haughtily. And he rose and opened the door. He was just going through it when Guerchard said sharply: "Your Grace "
She looked at him, and her own eyes fell. "Will you come a little nearer. Mademoiselle?" said M. Formery. "There are one or two questions " "Will you allow me?" said Guerchard, in a tone of such deference that it left M. Formery no grounds for refusal. M. Formery flushed and ground his teeth. "Have it your own way!" he said ungraciously.
If she's taking her revenge ... if she's getting you there to have you arrested?" said Victoire. "Yes, M. Formery is probably at the Ritz with Gournay-Martin. They're probably all of them there, weighing the coronet," said Lupin, with a chuckle. He hesitated a moment, reflecting; then he said, "How silly you are!
"You say that you were taken by surprise in your sleep?" said M. Formery. "You say you saw nothing, and heard nothing?" "There was no time to see anything or hear anything. They trussed us up like greased lightning," said the concierge. "But the gag was the worst," said the wife. "To lie there and not be able to tell the rascals what I thought about them!"
And he laughed heartily at his joke. "It might always prove a large mouthful," said the Duke with an ironical smile. M. Formery assumed his air of profound reflection, and walked a few steps up and down the room, frowning: "The more I think about it," he said, "the clearer it grows that we have disposed of the Lupin theory. This is the work of far less expert rogues than Lupin.
The footprints led to a path of hard gravel; and M. Formery led the way down it, out of the door in the wall at the bottom of the garden, and into the space round the house which was being built. As M. Formery had divined, there was a heap, or, to be exact, there were several heaps of plaster about the bottom of the scaffolding. Unfortunately, there were also hundreds of footprints.
"Of course not of course not, your Grace," said M. Formery quickly. "I saw that you had changed your clothes, your Grace," said Guerchard. "I thought that you had done it here." "No," said the Duke, "I went home. The policeman protested; but he went no further, so I did not throw him into the middle of the street." "Whatever our station, we should respect the law," said M. Formery solemnly.
I propose to question her again about those earlier thefts." "I'm sure there's nothing in that," said the Duke quickly. "No, no; I don't think there is," said M. Formery. "But still one never knows from what quarter light may come in an affair like this. Accident often gives us our best clues." "It seems rather a shame to frighten her she's such a child," said the Duke.
The Duke's lips parted slightly and his eyes opened a trifle wider than their wont. He turned sharply on his heel, and almost sprang into the other drawing-room. There he laughed at his ease. M. Formery kept saying to the millionaire: "Be calm, M. Gournay-Martin. Be calm! We shall recover your masterpieces. I pledge you my word. All we need is time. Have patience. Be calm!"
It was a long business, for M. Formery examined every room with the most scrupulous care with more care, indeed, than he had displayed in his examination of the drawing-rooms. In particular he lingered long in the bedroom of Victoire, discussing the possibilities of her having been murdered and carried away by the burglars along with their booty.
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