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I know that some unknown friend, or friends, are looking after my welfare. But why? To whom am I indebted for all this? Who has warned Miss Ranscomb and told her of my alias and my journey to Brussels?" "A friend of hers and of yourself," was the chauffeur's reply. "No, please do not question me, signore," he added. "I have done my best for you.
"This is very interesting," declared The Sparrow. "What did Miss Ranscomb say in her letter?" For a second Hugh hesitated; then, drawing it from his pocket, he gave it to the gloved man to read. Hugh knew that The Sparrow was withholding certain truths from him, yet had he not already proved himself his best and only friend? Brock was a good friend, but unable to assist him.
While Hugh Henfrey was travelling along that winding road over high headlands and down steep gradients to the sea which stretched the whole length of the Italian Riviera, Dorise Ranscomb in a white silk domino and black velvet mask was pretending to enjoy herself amid the mad gaiety at the Casino in Nice.
Personally, I don't believe he really cares a rap for the Ranscomb girl. It's only a matter of money and Dorise has plenty." "I don't wish to hear anything about Mr. Henfrey's love affairs!" cried the girl petulantly. "I tell you that they do not interest me." "Because you are piqued that he does not write, child. Ah, dear, I know!" she laughed, as the girl left the room.
It's no doubt true that he's over head and ears in love with the Ranscomb girl, but Lady Ranscomb has set her mind on having Sherrard as her son-in-law. She's a clever woman, Lady Ranscomb, and of course, in her eyes, Hugh is for ever beneath a cloud. That he went to the woman's house at night is quite sufficient."
Recollect that of all the suicides here the dozens upon dozens of poor ruined gamesters who are yearly laid to rest in the Suicides' Cemetery not a single report has appeared in any newspaper. So I think you may remain assured that Lady Ranscomb and her daughter will not learn anything." "I sincerely hope they won't, otherwise it will go very hard with me," Hugh said in a low, intense voice. "Ah!
But I really didn't inquire," Sherrard replied, not failing, however, to note how puzzled she was. Lady Ranscomb was already assuring him that the girl's affection for the absconding Henfrey would, sooner or later, fade out.
The stranger laughed. "If I were a police officer I should scarcely act as an intermediary between Mr. Henfrey and yourself, Miss Ranscomb." "But you say he is innocent. Are you certain of that? May I set my mind at rest that he never committed this crime of which the police suspect him?" she asked eagerly. "Yes. I repeat that he is entirely innocent," was the earnest response.
Hugh's father, a country landowner, had known Sir Richard for many years, while Walter Brock had made the acquaintance of Lady Ranscomb a couple of years ago in connexion with some charity in which she had been interested. Both were also good friends of Dorise. Both were excellent dancers, and Lady Ranscomb often allowed them to take her daughter to the Grafton, Ciro's, or the Embassy.
It was a sad affair which the police of Monaco had, by dint of much bribery and the telling of many untruths, successfully kept out of the newspapers. The evening after Hugh's disappearance, Monsieur Ogier had called upon Dorise Ranscomb her mother happily being away at the Rooms at the time.
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