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I go to the wedding, and me and Geraldine are going to be bridesmaids." "Then if you hear or see anything likely to lead to a revelation of the truth, you will remember. By the way, you don't know how Senora Gredos got that photograph?" "No, sir, I do not." "And you think Mrs. Herne is Senora Gredos' mother?" "Yes, sir, I do." "Thank you, that will do for the present.
"I believe Senora Gredos has dismissed him for dishonesty." "Ah, really," replied the detective, who had his own opinion. "So it seems Senora Gredos is getting rid of her household already." Hale winced under the eye of Jennings and turned away with a shrug. He was apparently glad to get away. Jennings looked after him with a smile.
Jennings wondered why a man like Hale should connect himself with such a creature. The men nodded to Senora Gredos, who took little notice of them, and then repaired to the buffet. Owing to the position of the detective and Caranby, the new arrivals did not see them. Nor for the present was the detective anxious to attract their notice.
Fortunes had been lost in that quiet room. When Jennings entered, Maraquito was opening a fresh pack of cards, while the players counted their losses or winnings and fiddled with the red chips used in the game. On seeing the newcomer, Senora Gredos gave him a gracious smile, and said something to the pale, thin woman in black who stood at the head of her couch.
"Yes. Maraquito, or Senora Gredos, or whatever she calls herself, told me you had just gone. I saw her in a little room off the salon where the play went on." The detective was surprised by this ready admission, and at once became suspicious. It would seem that Mrs. Octagon, expecting such a question, was uncommonly ready to answer it. "May I ask why you went to see this woman?" he demanded.
But, to his surprise, he came face to face with Lord Caranby. "I did not expect to see you here," said the detective. "I come in place of my nephew. He is unwell," said Caranby; "present me to Senora Gredos, if you please, Mr. Jennings." "Will you play, Lord Caranby?" asked Maraquito, when the introduction had been accomplished.
Herne, who was your aunt's friend, is the aunt of Senora Gredos." "I never knew that. But about this quarrel. Basil spent more money than he could afford, poor boy " "Young scamp," murmured Cuthbert. "Don't blame him. He means well," expostulated Juliet. "Well, aunt gave him a lot of money, but he always wanted more. Then she refused.
"In that case she should ask you if her name is masculine or feminine, Mrs. Herne?" The old lady started. "I should like to know what you mean?" "Senora Gredos' Christian name should be Maraquita, not Maraquito!" "Really. I never gave the matter a thought. I will tell her about it if you like. I said she did not speak Spanish! She has led a strange life.
The explanation would take too long. However, I see Senora Gredos is beckoning to you. I will speak to Hale and Clancy. Would you mind telling me what she says to you?" "A difficult question to answer," said Caranby, rising, "as a gentleman, I am not in the habit of repeating conversations, especially with women. Besides, she can have no connection with this case."
"Hold on, Mallow," interposed Jennings, "let me ask a question." He turned to Susan, now weeping again with downcast eyes. "Mr. Mallow's face made an impression on you?" "Yes, sir. But then I knew every line of it before." "How was that?" Susan looked up surprised. "The photograph in Senora Gredos' dressing-room. I often looked at it, and when I left I could not bear to leave it behind.
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