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Updated: June 10, 2025
"This Miss Lennard, or Mamselle, or Signora de Longarde, or whatever her real label is, hasn't got those jewels confound 'em! Folks who steal things like that don't behave as she's doing." "I never thought she had stolen the jewels," answered Fullaway. "What I want to know is has she seen them, and when, and where, and under what circumstances? You've got her shoe-buckle all safe?"
And do not allow yourself to dwell on Mademoiselle's agitation on discovering her loss. That agitation was natural. If it is any consolation to you, I will give you a conclusion which may be satisfactory to your peace of mind as manager. What is it? Merely this that though Mademoiselle de Longarde has undoubtedly lost her jewels, they were certainly not stolen from her in this hotel!"
Mademoiselle Zélie de Longarde, utterly careless of the fact that her toilette was but half complete, that she wore no gown, and that the kimono which she had hastily assumed on discovering her loss had slipped away from her graceful figure to fall in folds about her feet, interrupted the torrent of her eloquence to stare at the three men whom a startled waiter ushered into her sitting-room.
The whole thing the robbery from your cousin, the robbery from Mademoiselle de Longarde is all the work of a particularly clever and brilliant gang of international thieves; and, by the holy smoke, sir, we've got our hands full! For there isn't a clue to the identity of the operators, so far, unless the lady with whom we are going to sup can help us to one."
"Weiss!" whispered Fullaway. "Something's wrong! Look at his face he's in big trouble." The concert-director straightened himself from that semi-military bow, and looked at the faces in front of him with a mute appeal. "Ladies and gentlemen," he said, "I have to entreat the high favour of your kind indulgence. Mademoiselle de Longarde is not yet arrived from her hotel.
Man alive, we've hit it at once! Look!" Fullaway slowly read this announcement aloud. When he had made an end of it he laughed. "So your mysterious lady of the midnight motor, your Miss Celia Lennard of the Hull hotel, is the great and only Zélie de Longarde, eh?" he said. "Well, I guess that makes matters a lot easier and clearer. But you're sure it isn't a case of striking resemblance?"
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