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Two ceremonious bows induced Lanyard to follow her. Monk and Phinuit brought up the rear. "Yes," the woman pursued "twice he has saved it!" "In the same place?" Phinuit enquired innocently, shutting the door. "But no! Once in my home in Paris, this morning, and again to-night on the road to Cherbourg. The last time he saved his life, too, and Jules's." "It was nothing," said the modest hero.
Piper was later seen by William James, a French doctor had succeeded in obtaining almost exclusive control and his name was reported to be Phinuit. Beyond debate, as far as name goes, here is a kind of transmuted suggestion. The Finnett of the French clairvoyant, who may or may not have really lived, becomes the Phinuit of Mrs. Piper, for whose existence there is apparently no testimony at all.
"But all this begs my question," Lanyard objected. "Who is Dupont, and why?" "I think I can answer that question, monsieur." This was Liane Delorme. "But first, I would ask Captain Monk to set guards to see that nobody comes aboard this ship before she sails." "Pity you didn't think of that sooner," Phinuit observed in friendly sarcasm. "Better late than never, of course, but still !"
"There!" he said "that's over, Liane. The beast is done for no more to fear from him. Now forget him brace up, and realise the debt you owe good Monsieur Phinuit." With a grin, that gentleman looked up from his efforts to revive Captain Monk.
"Your hopeless inefficiency, monsieur.... Forgive my bluntness." "Come through," Phinuit advised in a dangerous voice. "Just what do you mean?"
"Be that as it may," said Phinuit "here in a manner of speaking we all are, at least, the happy family reunited and ready to talk business." "And no hard feelings, Monsieur Phinuit?" "There will be none" Monk's eyebrows were at once sardonic and self-satisfied; which speaks volumes for their versatility "at least, none on our side when we are finished." "That makes me more happy still.
"I can't help it, mademoiselle," Phinuit asserted sulkily. "Too much is enough. I've watched him making faces with the top of his head so long I dream of geometrical diagrams laid out in eyebrows and wake up screaming. And they call this a pleasure craft!" With an aggrieved air he sucked at his pipe for a few minutes.
"But no, messieurs!" she insisted with temper as Monk and Phinuit simultaneously flew signals of resentment. "I mean what I say. I wish I had never seen any of you, I am sick of you all! What did I tell you when you insisted on coming here to see Monsieur Lanyard? That you would gain nothing and perhaps lose much.
Settling into place behind the wheel Jules saluted with fine finish and deference. "Very good, Mr. Phinuit, sir," he said meekly, in the same tongue. To this he added, coolly, without the least flicker of a glance aside, without moving one muscle other than those involved by the act of speech, and in precisely the tone of respect that became his livery: "What's the awful idea, you big stiff?" Mr.
"Eliminating Albert then " "There remains the Monk lot." "You are satisfied that one or all of its members committed the theft last night?" "Not less than two, probably; say Phinuit, at a venture, and his alleged brother, Jules, the chauffeur, both Americans, adventurous, intelligent and resourceful. Yes; I believe that." "And your plan of campaign is based on this conclusion?"
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