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"Take your time tell things your own way." "Yes, sir," said Mrs. Perrigo dutifully. "If you please, sir. Well, when I see those pictures in the papers several papers, sir of the young lady with the foreign name I says to myself, and to my neighbour, Mrs.
"Which every time I see him," she said, with an evident quickening of interest, "he had two of them dogs with him what has turned-up noses and twisted tails." "Pugs?" suggested the chief. "No doubt that is their name, sir, but unbeknown to me as I never kept such an animal," answered Mrs. Perrigo.
It relates, of course to the young man whom Mrs. Perrigo told us of the young man who led pugs in Kensington Gardens." "The pogs of Madame, my spouse," said M. Bonnechose, with a bow and a solemn expression. "Two pogs Fifi and Chou-Chou." "M. Bonnechose," continued the chief, regarding his company with yet another smile, "is the proprietor of a what is your establishment, monsieur?"
Always the same place it was, and always the same time three days all within a week, and then the day when I see 'em walking at a distance." "Can't you remember anything about the young man, Mrs. Perrigo?" asked the chief. "Come! try to think. That is the really important thing. You must have some recollection of him, you know, some idea of what he was like." Mrs.
Perrigo, with some present reward in her pocket, was walking quietly up Whitehall with a composed countenance, while Allerdyke, already late for his Gresham Street appointment, sped towards the City as fast as a hastily chartered taxi-cab could carry him. And all the way thither, being alone, he repeated certain words over and over again.
I took particular notice of the young woman's face, sir, me being a noticing person, and I'll take my dying oath, if need be, that this here picture is hers!" Mrs. Perrigo here produced a much worn and crumpled illustrated newspaper and laid her hand solemnly upon it. That done, she shook her head. "But I ain't so certain about the young man as met her," she said sorrowfully.
And " "Another moment, Mrs. Perrigo." The chief turned again to Celia. "Did your maid ever go out in the afternoons about that time?" he asked. "Probably every afternoon," replied Celia. "I myself was away from London from the 11th to the 18th of March, staying with friends in the country. I didn't take her with me so, of course, she'd nothing to do but follow her own inclinations."
He tells me that he knew a young man who was good enough during the early spring, to occasionally take out Madame Bonnechose's prize dogs for an airing. That seems to have been the same man referred to by Mrs. Perrigo. Now, M. Bonnechose, give us the details."
"You see, I had the misfortune to burn my right hand very badly, sir, and having to put my work aside, and it being nice weather, and warm for the time of year, I used to go and sit in Kensington Gardens a good deal, which, of course, was when I see this young lady whose picture's been in the paper of late, and " "A moment, Mrs. Perrigo," interrupted the official.
Perrigo took a corner of her shawl between her fingers and proceeded to fold and pleat it while she thoughtfully fixed her eyes on Blindway's unmoved countenance, as if to find inspiration there. And after a time she nodded her head as though memory had stirred within her.
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