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In the vault, and again in the flat, his life had been in danger; he had suffered the ignominy of the ruined sale; he had come to grips with Ravengar, and let Ravengar go free; he had listened to the amazing recital of the phonograph. And, finally and supremely, he had experienced the greatest stroke of joy, ecstatic and bewildering joy, of his whole existence the news that Camilla lived.
'Even supposing Ravengar's alive, it's not very likely he'd venture here, of all places. 'Why not? Simon argued. 'Scarcely anybody knows Ravengar by sight. He's famous for keeping himself to himself. He's one of the least known celebrities in London. He'd be safe from recognition almost anywhere. Moreover, supposing he wanted to buy something peculiar? 'He might, Albert admitted.
He had struggled hard to keep his resolution to kill Ravengar, but it had melted away; he had fanned the fire of his mortal hatred, but it had cooled, and at length he had admitted to himself, angrily, reluctantly, that Ravengar had escaped the ordeal of the vault. And this being decided, what could he do with Ravengar? Retain him under lock and key? Why? To what end?
She tried to be cheerful, but I saw she had something on her mind. She said she must go home, and begged my permission to precede me into the flat in order to prepare for her departure. I consented. When ten minutes had elapsed I followed, and in the drawing-room, instead of finding Camilla, I found Louis Ravengar. I needn't describe my surprise at all that. Ravengar was beside himself with rage.
Hugo returned to his chair. 'Miserable cur! he exclaimed. 'You were afraid of me. I knew I could frighten you. I would have liked to be able to admire something more than your ingenuity. Ravengar, I do believe I could have forgiven your attempt to murder me if it had not included an attempt to dishonour me at the same time.
Had he been there all the time, hidden behind the door? Or had he fled and stealthily returned? Only Ravengar could say. He had taken up the image from the corner and was replacing it in the coffin. It was as if he had bowed his obstinate purpose to some higher power which was inscrutable to him. Children and madmen can practise this singular and surprising fatalism.
I had no notion that Ravengar was pursuing investigations similar to mine. Mr. Polycarp, Ravengar is, or was, a client of yours 'Was. 'Yes, I heard what you said a few moments ago. Was a client of yours. I am sure, therefore, that no one knows better than you that Ravengar is not an honest man.
'And then she disappeared? Hugo spoke with a certain cynicism. 'How do you know? Ravengar demanded angrily. 'I only guess. 'Well, she did. I can't imagine why. I meant well by her. And the next thing is, I find her working in your shop, and in the arms of that scoundrel, Tudor. He hesitated, and then, as he proceeded, his tones softened to an appeal. 'Owen, why were you watching last night?
Her eyes met his, and it was his that fell. 'I have no relations whatever with Ravengar, I assure you, he said gravely. 'But, by the dagger! I'll see this affair to the end. 'By the dagger' was a form of oath, meaningless yet terrible in sound, which Hugo employed only on the greatest occasions. He turned sharply to the window. 'Anything else, Shawn?
But there was no Dr. Woolrich in the Medical Directory. Once more the brothers stared at each other. Was or was not Ravengar alive? Were they or were they not on his track? 'Listen, Si, said Albert. 'I'll drive right down to 23, Horseferry Road, and have a look round. Eh? What do you say? 'I think I'll come, too, Simon replied.
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