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Fullaway knew that these jewels were coming " He paused and gave the secretary a keen look. And Allerdyke, watching her just as keenly, saw her face and eyes as calm and inscrutable as ever; it was absolutely evident that nothing could move this woman, no chance word or allusion take her unawares. Van Koon smiled, and leaned nearer.
"But you are much too careless to be entrusted with secrets, Mr. Fullaway. I knew that if I told you about that parcel you'd spoil everything at once. I wanted to do things my own way. I took my own way and it's come out all right, for everybody. Now, don't you or anybody interrupt again I'm telling it all in order."
"There it is!" she exclaimed. "Lisette Beaurepaire, 911 Bernard Street, Bloomsbury I knew it was Bloomsbury. That's where she lived when I engaged her, anyhow but then her sick mother mayn't live there! The man who met her at Hull, who said he was her brother, didn't say where the mother lived, except that it was in London." "We must go to Bernard Street, anyway, at once," said Fullaway.
This message bore the same address which Allerdyke had found in the telegram discovered in James's pocket-book Waldorf Hotel and he determined to wire Mr. Franklin Fullaway immediately. He sat down at a writing-table in the hall and drew a sheaf of telegraph forms towards him. But it was not easy to compose the message which he wished to send.
"Seems something like a wild-goose chase," said Allerdyke as the train steamed on across country towards York and the North. "How do we know where to find this woman in Edinburgh? Her housekeeper didn't know what hotel she was at I suppose we'll have to try every one in the place till we come across her!" "Edinburgh is not a very big town," remarked Fullaway.
"No news, I suppose?" asked Fullaway, going vigorously forward with his breakfast. "Heard nothing from the police authorities?" "Nothing," replied Allerdyke. "I suppose they're doing things in their own way, as usual." "Just so," assented Fullaway. "Well, it's an odd thing to me that nobody comes forward to make some sort of a shot at that reward!
James Allerdyke had sent those jewels direct to Mr. Fullaway, immediately on his arrival in Hull, and that they had fallen by sheer accident into Van Koon's hands. But I wanted to know more.
No, sir Fullaway is the suspected person, in my opinion! though I'm going to take precious good care to keep that opinion to myself yet awhile, I can tell you. Fullaway, Mr. Allerdyke, Fullaway!" "Well?" demanded Allerdyke. "And so " "And so I want you to use your utmost ingenuity to find out if your cousin James gave that photo to Fullaway," continued Chettle.
Van Koon?" asked Allerdyke, interrupting Fullaway's eloquence. "You've some theory?" "Well, I don't know about theory," answered Van Koon, "but I guess I've got some natural common sense. If Fullaway there thinks I'm suggesting that Delkin organized a grand conspiracy to rob James Allerdyke, Fullaway's wrong I'm not.
"Speak out!" Chettle leaned nearer, with an instinctive glance at the door. He lowered his voice to a whisper. "That parcel was addressed to Franklin Fullaway, Esq., The Waldorf Hotel, Aldwych, London," he said. "There!" Allerdyke slowly rose from his seat, stared at his visitor, half-moved across the floor, as if he had some instinctive notion of going somewhere and then suddenly sat down again.
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