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Updated: June 13, 2025
I have told the Duke something of where we stand, and he has agreed to take the gems back without letting her know. It was a tough job, but I got him to see at last that the girl might be implicating herself. He says he's never heard of Petrovska." "H'm." Foyle rubbed his chin vigorously. "I'll have a talk with the old boy.
The Princess Petrovska gritted her teeth viciously as she was left alone, and paid no heed to the magazines and papers left on the table a consideration for visitors that had not been discernible in the waiting-room. Meanwhile, Foyle had set every available man of the divisional detachment of the C.I.D. busily at work.
She left the room, and a smile flitted across the grave face of the Princess. A few moments later she returned with a little silver casket in her hands. "And now," she said, "tell me what happened. Who killed this man Goldenburg?" The Princess Petrovska gave a dainty little shrug. "Mr. Grell shall tell you that in his own fashion," she said. "Listen."
"You did not want any one to know that you were absent from the club," remarked Foyle. "Why?" "That was merely a matter of precaution. I wanted my interview with Goldenburg to be secret. I had given Goldenburg a note which would ensure his being shown to my study and I was purposely a bit late for the appointment. I wanted to give the Princess Petrovska all the opportunities possible.
Sitting at his desk he lifted the receiver from the telephone. "Get the Palatial Hotel," he ordered. "Hello! That the Palatial? Is the Princess Petrovska there? What? Left last night at ten o'clock? Did she say where she was going? No, I see. Good-bye." He scribbled a few words on a slip of paper, and touching the bell gave it to the man who answered. "Send that to St. Petersburg at once."
At once the lie that Fairfield told her assumed a new aspect. She denounced him as the murderer. She dared not say that she was the first to discover the body, for that would have meant revealing that she knew he was being blackmailed. "Then the Princess Petrovska paid her a visit and told her that Grell was not dead but in hiding.
"I called before, but you were unfit to see any one then. I took the liberty of bringing a friend to see you the Princess Petrovska." The name conveyed nothing to Eileen. She knew not how the woman she faced was concerned in the tangle in which she herself was involved.
The door was pulled open without any preliminary knock, and Chief-Inspector Green strode swiftly in, with Robert Grell at his heels. Both men were plainly stirred by some suppressed excitement. Green laid a note down in front of Foyle. "Petrovska has killed herself," he exclaimed. "The matron found her poisoned in her cell, a minute or so after I reached Malchester Row.
"I'm a little bewildered," confessed Thornton, jingling some money in his trousers pockets and turning blankly upon the superintendent. "Do you think you'll be able to do it to bring this crime home to the Princess Petrovska?" "I think I can," replied the superintendent. "I was a blind ass not to see it earlier.
The nonchalance of the Princess Petrovska had disappeared in a flash, and Foyle noted her quick change of countenance. She had recollected she was carrying Lady Eileen Meredith's jewels. They would inevitably be found, if she were searched. She was not so much worried by what explanation she could give as to what would be the result of a questioning of Eileen.
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