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Updated: September 11, 2025


She obtained permission for me to leave school and visit her for a few weeks." "I recollect perfectly," remarked her father in a low voice. "Well, there came many times to visit us an American girl named Bryant, who was studying art, and who lived somewhere off the Boulevard Michel, as well as a Frenchman named Felix Krail and an Englishman called Hamilton." "Hamilton!" echoed Murie.

What could be his object in ridding the world of the daughter of Sir Henry Heyburn! What would the man gain thereby? He knew Krail too well to imagine that he ever did anything without a motive of gain. So well did he play his cards always that the police could never lay hands upon him.

I could not speak, for I was too utterly dumfounded." "The fiends!" ejaculated Walter fiercely. "Then followed a hurried consultation, in which Krail showed himself most solicitous on my behalf," the pale-faced girl went on. "Aided by Flockart, I think, he scraped away a hole in a pit full of dead leaves, and there the body must have been concealed just as it was.

You fell into that trap, and though I confess I thought that Gabrielle was the culprit, on Murie's behalf, I only lately found out that you and your accomplice Krail were in Greece endeavouring to profit by knowledge obtained from here, my private house."

He had alighted at Bordighera station from the rapide from Paris, spent the night at a third-rate hotel in order not to be recognised at the Angst or any of the smarter houses, and had met him by appointment to explain the present situation. His remarks, however, were the reverse of reassuring. What did he suspect? "I don't quite follow you, Krail," Flockart said.

Flockart did not answer for some moments. His eyes were cast upon the ground. "Yes, Krail," he admitted at last when the question had been put to him a second time "yes, Krail. You speak the truth. It is neither affection nor friendship."

"And even though she did, that makes no difference," Flockart answered defiantly. "Why?" "Because she dare not say a single word against me." Krail looked him straight in the face with considerable surprise, but made no comment. "She knows better," Flockart added. "Never believe too much in your own power with a woman, mon cher ami," remarked the other dubiously.

"She did not!" declared Hamilton boldly. "She was not there when the bottle was changed by Krail, but I was!" "If what you say is true, then you deliberately stood by and allowed the girl to drink." "I watched Krail go to the spot where luncheon was laid out, but could not see what he did. If I had done so I should have saved the girl's life.

To me they all took a solemn vow to keep what they declared to be my secret. The bottle containing the wine from which the poor American girl had drunk was broken and hidden, the plates and food swiftly packed up, and we at once fled from the scene of the tragedy. With Krail wheeling the girl's empty cycle, we reached the high road, where we all mounted and rode back in silence to Paris.

But now, having heard them with my own ears, how can I have further doubt?" "I've listened in the Castle ruins a good many times, my dear Krail," replied the other, "but I've never heard anything more exciting than an owl. Indeed, Lady Heyburn and I, when there was so much gossip about the strange noises some two years ago, set to work to investigate.

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