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"Monsieur Laverick," she said, "Mademoiselle Idiale will receive you. If you will come this way?" She opened the door of the little reception-room, and Laverick followed her. The man returned to his place in the hall. "Madame will be here in a moment," the maid said. "She will be glad to see you, but she has been very badly frightened." Laverick bowed sympathetically.
I will see to your ticket to-night, if possible. When you've arrived you can cable me your address, or you can decide where you will stay before you leave, and I will send you a further remittance." "You're a good sort, Laverick," Morrison mumbled. "You'd better give me the key of your rooms," Laverick continued, "and I will go back and put together some of your things.
There was something projecting from the man's pocket as though it had been half snatched out a large portfolio of brown leather, almost the size of a satchel. Laverick drew it out, holding it in one hand whilst with firm fingers he struck another match. Then, for the first time, a little cry broke from his lips. Both sides of the pocket-book were filled with bank-notes.
"My dear sir," he began, "I owe you many apologies. It was Mademoiselle Idiale's wish that I should make your acquaintance. My name is Lassen. I have the fortune to be Mademoiselle's business manager. "I am very glad to meet you, Mr. Lassen," said Laverick. "Will you sit down?" Mr.
Our friend, soon finding that he was 'cock of the walk, had no notion of exchanging his greatness for the nothingness of London, and, save going up occasionally to see about opening the flood-gates of his fortune, he spent nearly the whole summer at Laverick Wells. A fine season it was, too the finest season the Wells had ever known.
"You see, we are all so tired of it." "I think it is ripping," Bellamy declared. "I shall have the pleasure again directly," he added, with a bow. The two men crossed the room. "What the dickens does Mademoiselle Idiale want with me?" Laverick demanded. "Does she know that I am a poor stockbroker, struggling against hard times?" Bellamy shrugged his shoulders.
"I should be glad if you would take mine in to her," he said. "I think it is just likely that she may see me for a moment." The servant's attitude was one of civil but unconcealed hostility. He would have closed the door had not Laverick already passed over the threshold. "Madame is not well enough to receive visitors, sir," the man declared. "She shall have your card as soon as possible."
"It seems queer," Laverick admitted. "Thank you for ringing me up, Shepherd. Good morning!" Laverick leaned back in his chair. There was no doubt whatever now in his mind but that Mademoiselle Idiale, for some reason or other, was interested in this crime. Her wish to see the place, her introduction to him last night and her purchase of stocks, were all part of a scheme.
Laverick, to be so good as to open that packet, let me credit the notes to your account in the usual way, and leave me free to reply as I ought to have done in the first instance to this inquiry." "The course which you suggest," replied the other, "is one which I absolutely decline to take. It is not for me to tell you the nature of the relations which should exist between a banker and his client.
Just as he was leaving, an outside broker whom he knew slightly came across the room to him. "Tell me, Laverick," he asked, "what's become of your partner?" "He has gone abroad for a few weeks. As a matter of fact, we shall be announcing a change in the firm shortly." "Queer thing," the broker remarked. "I was in Liverpool yesterday, and I could have sworn that I saw him hanging around the docks.
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