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Brabazon's hair at Lucerne: this partially satisfied him, but only partially. He remarked that Simpson might double both parts with somebody else unknown; and that as for Césarine, she might well have a twin sister who took her place when she was Mme. Picardet. Still, in spite of all his care or because of all his care Colonel Clay stopped away for whole weeks together.
I will swear through thick and thin that I do not recognise this woman as Madame Picardet." Charles clasped my hand in silence. "Seymour," he said, after a pause, with marked emotion, "I felt sure I could rely upon your er honour and integrity. I have been rough upon you sometimes. But I ask your forgiveness. I see you understand the whole duties of your position."
"You are looking for monsieur your friend?" the landlord inquired, with a side bow to the Colonel. "He has gone away in a fiacre. He asked me to give this note to you." He handed us a twisted note. Charles opened and read it. "Invaluable man!" he cried. "Just hear what he says, Sey: 'Having secured Colonel Clay, I am off now again on the track of Mme. Picardet. She was lodging in the same house.
"He can see through matter," one of the ladies interposed. It was Madame Picardet. "He can see through a box." She drew a little gold vinaigrette, such as our grandmothers used, from her dress-pocket. "What is in this?" she inquired, holding it up to him. Señor Herrera gazed through it.
Colonel Clay himself or, rather, Paul Finglemore is an abandoned rogue, whom I do not desire to screen in any degree. But poor little Madame Picardet she may be his lawful wife, and she may have acted implicitly under his orders. Besides, I don't know whether I could swear to her identity.
If he couldn't do that I guess he would be a pretty poor conjurer. He had a lady of his own his wife, let us say, or his sister stopping here at this hotel; a certain Madame Picardet. Through her he induced several ladies of your circle to attend his séances. She and they spoke to you about him, and aroused your curiosity.
They strongly urged that two other persons at least should be included in the charge Césarine and the little woman whom we had variously known as Madame Picardet, White Heather, Mrs. David Granton, and Mrs. Elihu Quackenboss. If these accomplices were arrested, they said, we could include conspiracy as one count in the indictment, which gave us an extra chance of conviction.
He was by all accounts as great a book-collector as his father; and he had the good fortune to marry an heiress, Marie Picardet, who brought with her a large quantity of books from her father's house in Britanny.
"From which this cheque was taken, as I learn from the number, by telegram from London," the Commissary put in. "Also, that on the same day on which your cheque was cashed, Madame Picardet, in London, withdrew her balance." "But how did the fellow get me to sign the cheque?" Sir Charles cried. "How did he manage the card trick?" The Commissary produced a similar card from his pocket.
The lady blushed as one seldom sees a mature woman blush but exactly as I had seen Madame Picardet and White Heather. "Oh, I'm so sorry," she said, in a confused way that recalled Mrs. Granton. "Forgive my hasty speech. I I didn't know you." But I do it with regret with profound regret.
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