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Sylvia had not been able to get a room for him in the Villa du Lac, but she had engaged one in the Pension Malfait where she had been able to secure the apartment which had been occupied by Anna Wolsky, whose things had only just been moved out of it. She could not help being sorry that Bill would see Lacville for the first time on a Sunday.
"I have received such a mysterious message from the Pension Malfait! Do come with me there and find out where she has gone and when she is coming back. Did she say anything about going into Paris when she had supper with you last night?" With a smile and many voluble thanks Madame Wachner climbed up into the open car, and sat back with a sigh of satisfaction.
Oh, no, Count, I am sure you are wrong why you forget that Madame Wachner walked up to the Pension Malfait that same evening I mean the evening of the day Anna left Lacville. In fact, it was Madame Wachner who first found out that Anna had not come home. She went up to her bed-room to look for her." "Then it was Madame Wachner who found the letter?" observed the Count interrogatively.
"The lady has left the Pension Malfait," he said, briefly. "She has gone away." "There must be some mistake!" Sylvia exclaimed, in French. "My friend would never have left Lacville without telling me." The commissionaire went on: "But I have brought back a motor-cab as Madame directed me to do." She paid him, and went downstairs hurriedly. What an extraordinary mistake!
Madame Malfait still thinks that poor Anna went to the Casino in the afternoon, and after having lost her money came back to the pension, wrote the letter, and then went out and left for Paris without saying anything about it to anyone!" "I suppose something of that sort did happen," observed the Comte de Virieu thoughtfully.
That is why so many Parisians content themselves with coming here instead of going further afield." They were walking through the lower part of the house, and then suddenly M. Malfait exclaimed, "I was forgetting the bath-room! I know how important to English gentlemen the bath-room is!" The pleasant vista of a good hot bath floated before Chester's weary brain and body.
"I have had Madame Wolsky's room beautifully prepared for the English gentleman," went on Madame Malfait amiably. She was pleased that Mrs. Bailey was giving her a new guest, and it also amused her to observe what prudes Englishwomen could be. Fancy putting a man who had come all the way from England to see one, in a pension situated at the other end of the town to where one was living oneself!
The carriage had now drawn up before a large, plain, white house, across which was painted in huge, black letters, "Hôtel-Pension Malfait." "This is the place I have found!" exclaimed Anna. "Would you care to come in and see the room I've engaged from next Monday week?" Sylvia followed her into the house with curiosity and interest.
This was the good lady who had been so kind to him the night before; nay, who had actually offered to give him a bed if the Pension Malfait had been closed. "We 'ave lunched in the town," she said, partly addressing Chester, "and so I thought I would come and ask you, Madame Sylvia, whether you and your friend will come to tea at the Villa des Muguets to-day?"
Malfait?" he muttered interrogatively to himself. And at last he found what he was looking for. It was a large sheet, on which was inscribed in large round letters "Pension Malfait." There were many close lines of writing under the words. He looked down and read through all that was there. "The Pension Malfait has a good reputation!" he exclaimed, in a relieved tone.
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