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In other words, he was once more hot upon the scent of Countess de la Moray and General Gastang. "Very good, indeed, Watson," he said. "That's a bit of luck I hardly expected. I'll just follow these people and make certain. Good night." Field had not far to go, seeing that the man in the fawn coat produced a latchkey and let himself into a house a little farther down the road.
Something like an oath broke from Sartoris as he glanced at Beatrice. The girl could not control herself for the moment; she could not hide from Sartoris and the others that she knew now that she was in the presence of Countess de la Moray and General Gastang in their proper person. "Those are not your photographs at all," Sartoris croaked. "As a matter of fact I only got them from Paris to-day.
"In the first place, will somebody ascertain for me whether the Countess de la Moray and General Gastang are still staying in the hotel? I feel pretty sure they are gone, but it is just possible that such may not be the case. Let this inquiry be made delicately, please." Inspector Field departed to ask the question himself.
Stripped of their very clever disguises, these two people yonder are no other than Countess de la Moray and General Gastang." Berrington nodded, wondering why he had not found them out before. From the dining-room came the sound of a match, as the Rajah lighted another cigar. "We shall have to go back to our original scheme," he was saying. "There was never anything better.
There are General Gastang and Countess de la Moray, for instance. And once I am outside these walls " Sartoris pushed his chair close to the speaker. He was seething with passionate rage, his face was livid with anger. For the moment he could do nothing; he only thirsted for the blood of the bold Berrington. "You are not outside these walls," he said.
Beatrice had risen to her feet in her eagerness. She pointed to two cabinet photographs. "Those people," she stammered. "Why, I know them. They call themselves Countess de la Moray and General Gastang. They were staying at the Royal Palace Hotel the night of the tragedy. They pretended to know me and all about me. I am quite sure that they are actors in disguise. But seeing that you know them "
Beatrice stepped out of the room and followed Adeline at a safe distance to the end of the stairs. So far as she knew to the contrary a confederate might be lingering about waiting for a signal. Surely enough, General Gastang was loitering in the hall smoking a cigarette.
You who call yourself Sartoris, are the little cripple of the black hansom cab, you others are the rogues who posed as Countess de la Moray and General Gastang. And if those diamonds are to become your property, you must take them by force." "Le brave chien," the woman sneered. "Well, I suppose what must be, must. Who will do it?" "Who better than yourself?" Sartoris asked.
Richford withdrew the diamonds from the custody of the hotel officials, being afraid that there would be a bother over them or something of that kind. Richford watched her do it. Then he met two accomplices who recently passed as General Gastang and Countess de la Moray, and the plot was laid. Mrs. Richford was to come here." "But in the name of fortune, why was she to come here?" Mark asked.
"Then it is General Gastang and the Countess de la Moray that we have to look after," Beatrice cried. "The Countess came to me last night in the drawing-room. She professed to be an old friend of my father, and, indeed, I must confess that she knew a great deal about the family. She was very nice indeed, and asked me to go and stay with her near Paris.
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