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The important thing to Harleston was that it had served to disclose what promised to be a most serious matter to this country, and which, but for the trifling incident of the cab, would likely have gone through successfully and America been irretrievably injured.
Clephane.... Very nice, indeed.... Be delighted!... In ten minutes, I'll be there. Good-bye." He pushed back the instrument. "Mrs. Clephane has telephoned that she must see me at once. Meanwhile the key-word, my friend." Carpenter drummed on the table, and frowned at the door that had closed behind Harleston. "The man's bewitched," he muttered.
The handkerchief, the crushed roses, the unaddressed, sealed envelope the horse, the empty and deserted cab, standing before a vacant lot, at one o'clock in the morning! Surely any one of them was enough to stir the imagination; together they were a tantalizing mystery, calling for solution and beckoning one on. Harleston took another look around, saw no one, and calmly pocketed the envelope.
Is it possible you've never heard in Paris of Madeline Spencer?" "Never!" "Nor of the Duchess of Lotzen?" "Great Heavens!" she cried. "Is she the Duchess of Lotzen?" "The same," Harleston nodded. "H-u-m! I can understand now a little of her No wonder I felt my helplessness before her polished poise!" "Nonsense!" he smiled.
What would be her object in telling this story to you between three and four o'clock, and meeting me at five to recover the lost document." "Search me! I'm sure only of this: there are too many women in this affair, Mr. Harleston, too many women! Man is a reasoning being and somewhat consistent; but women " a gesture ended the remark. "Just so!" Harleston laughed.
"Delightful!" said Harleston again. "I reckon you've seen the last of Marston." "He said he would have the key-word by tomorrow night or sooner," Carpenter remarked. "I suppose you parted like fellow conspirators," Harleston laughed. "Yes; suspicious of each other and ready for anything. We were strictly professional. Diplomatic manners and distrustful hearts."
"And what as to the French Ambassador?" she asked. "Bother the Marquis he may wait until morning." "Tomorrow, then, is beyond the forever?" "Tomorrow may take care of itself!" "Don't be sacrilegious, sir." "I'll be anything you wish," he replied. "Then be a good listener while I tell my tale. It was this wise, Mr. Harleston.
And she knowing very well that the search was necessary, and aware that while there was nothing incriminating upon her yet from that moment, until the ship that carried her passed out to sea, she would be under close espionage answered, pleasantly as though accepting a courtesy tendered, and with a winning smile: "I had arranged to sail tomorrow, Mr. Harleston so it will be just as intended.
Clephane, a man approached him and said: "They have started, sir; Burke's just behind in a taxi and both drivers are wise. They're bound for the Rataplan." "Follow them and wait just outside," Harleston ordered and turned to Mrs. Clephane. "I must go to the Rataplan at once," said he. "Let us lunch there.
He yawned and responded to the summons which grew more insistent with every pound. It was Stuart the envelope and the flowers in his hand. "Scarcely heard your gentle tap," Harleston remarked. "Why don't you knock like a man?" "Here's your damn bouquet, also your envelope," said Stuart, "You probably don't recall that you left them with me about two this morning. I do."
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