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How she came there, I do not know, but I imagine that our friend the Prefect sent her there, to assist, if occasion offered, in our work. In that he was wise; but for her presence, I fear my plan would have failed. Had Seltz rung the doorbell, and been admitted by any of the doctor's servants, I doubt if I should have been able to get the box from him before the latter had seen him.
Another assistant left. Only Seltz and the proprietor now remained within. He crept toward the window, and cautiously looked inside. Monsieur Perrier stood before one of the mirrors, arranging his bushy hair. There was no one else in the shop. Grace Duvall arrived at the house of the American Minister at about half-past five, and luckily found him at home.
"Merely that Noël was unable to keep his appointment for that afternoon, and did not expect to see his friend again before his departure. Seltz must have been planning some trip. The letter, as I remember, was quite cool, almost unfriendly in its tone." Duvall glanced at his watch. "This was about one o'clock you say?" "Yes. The matter has no significance. We are wasting our time discussing it."
One thought was uppermost in his mind he must prevent, in some way, and at any cost, the delivery of the snuff box to Hartmann, and since to follow Seltz to the latter's office would avail him nothing, he decided to precede him there.
He will be released in the morning." "Teufel!" The doctor swore excitedly in German. "Then the other one the one who was in charge of Seltz he must have it." "No. He also has been searched, with the same results." "May I ask what you are looking for?" asked Duvall, calmly. "You know, well enough, Duvall," exclaimed Mayer, turning on him. "Oh, yes I know your name.
Dufrenne had but a few words to say, but they were sufficient to show Duvall the extreme gravity of the situation. He stood for several moments, considering the best way by which the delivery of the stolen snuff box to Dr. Hartmann might be prevented. Then he signaled a cab which he saw approaching. "Seltz is breakfasting inside," he said quickly to Dufrenne. "Don't let him out of your sight.
"I will see that you are fairly treated. But before we go ahead, I want you to tell me more about yourself your life your amusements " "What the devil have my amusements got to do with the matter?" exclaimed Seltz, his voice trembling with anger. "I tell you I want my money." "And I tell you you shall have it.
Monsieur Perrier continued to gaze at his visitors. "What is it you wish, gentlemen?" he presently inquired. "Where does Seltz live?" Duvall demanded, sharply. "Alas I do not know. He has worked for me but three months. I knew nothing of him nothing at all. He he asked for leave of absence yesterday he was to be gone a week, but to-night he told me that he would not go." Duvall's eyes lit up.
Hartmann's, after her husband's departure, her feelings divided between her joy at his success for she felt that his departure with Seltz meant success and her sorrow at seeing him leave her, without so much as a single glance. She felt certain that she would hear from him during the course of the afternoon, and after eating her luncheon, sat down to read a book.
There was, of course, a possible third solution, namely, that Seltz had nothing to do with the murder at all, and was merely an innocent barber, quite unaware of all the mystery that was being woven about himself and his movements. In that event, as Duvall realized with the deepest chagrin, he would be obliged to return to London, and begin his investigations all over again.
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