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"Yes, that's it, Hargreave!" said Rudolph, and a few moments later I turned the car through the high wrought-iron gates which stood open for us, and we sped up the long avenue of leafless trees which led to the fine country mansion at which we were to be guests.
It would be delightful, dad!" she cried. "Can we go? When?" "Quite soon," he replied. "I want Hargreave to go on a mission for me and you can both go with him. It would be a change for you all." "Delightful!" exclaimed the well-preserved Madame Duperré. "Won't it be fun, Lola?"
I cannot allow her to travel alone. We leave by the express at six o'clock this evening," Mr. Lloyd said. "I am so very sorry to depart so suddenly, Mr. Hargreave. We were both enjoying our visit so much," he added apologetically. This surprised me until I returned to my hotel to luncheon, when Duperré, meeting me eagerly in the hall, asked: "Well, is the girl going?" "Yes," I said.
Rayne, taking the magnificent jewels and running them through his hands, said: "The Chink is a friend of ours, and we've had our eye upon these stones for a very long time, but rather than the young fellow and the girl shall be ruined I am sending them back to Mrs. Bainbridge's anonymously by to-night's post. Sir Polworth Urquhart will think they have come from Tai-K'an. See, Hargreave?
I was walking back along the passage when Rayne's pretty daughter Lola came out of the room I had first entered. She must have come out expressly to meet me, because when close to me she stopped abruptly, glanced to right and left, and then asked me quickly in an undertone: "Is my father sending you on any journey, Mr. Hargreave?"
With indefatigable pen she produced, in 1843, three three-volume novels, "Hargreave," "Jessie Phillips," and "The Laurringtons" the first a not very successful sketch of a man of fashion; the second, an unfair and exaggerated delineation of the action of the new Poor Law; and the third, a forcible and lively satire upon "superior people," in which some of the passages are in her best style.
Nevertheless, I was obsessed by the strange mark which had been so mysteriously placed upon my hand the same mark as that borne by the mysterious Vassos. "You may send a cipher dispatch to London if you like, Mr. Hargreave," said the Minister Petkoff, as we sat over our cigars. "The documents will be all signed at the Cabinet meeting at noon to-morrow.
A few days later when in the evening I was chatting with Mayhew at the hotel, he said: "What have you been up to, Hargreave? Look here! This letter was left upon me, with a note, asking me to give it to you in secret. Looks like a woman's hand! Mind what you're about in this place, old chap. There are some nasty pitfalls, you know!"
Ever since my dear mother died, just after I came back from Roedene, I have wondered and always wondered. I can discover nothing absolutely nothing! Father is so secret, and neither Madame nor he will tell me anything. They only say that their business is no affair of mine. My father has business, no doubt, Mr. Hargreave. From his business he derives his income.
Very guardedly I explained how nearly I had been trapped, whereupon I heard him chuckle. "A very good lesson for you, Hargreave!" he replied. "Our friends are apparently on the watch, so get back to London as soon as you can. You'll be here at breakfast-time. Leave the car at Lloyd's and come along to me. Good luck to you!" he added, and then switched off.
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