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You are the trusted servant of the family, and surely you know the whole facts?" "I do," she answered in a low, tense voice. "They are most remarkable." "Then tell me all you know, and in return I will try to explain some matters which are no doubt to you and to Mrs. Tennison a mystery."
Tennison and myself than any of his words could convey. We knew that upon poor Gabrielle, the girl I loved with all my heart and soul, the deadly drug had done its work and that she was, alas! incurable! Her case was hopeless, even in the hands of the one man in all Europe who knew the effects of orosin and had only in two cases effected cures. I looked at her mother in silence.
I had had no suspicion that the man who had posed as an important official of one of the best known of French banking corporations was in any way associated with the mysterious Oswald De Gex, until I had seen him meet in secret the girl with whom I had fallen so violently in love. I tried to analyse my feelings towards Gabrielle Tennison, but failed utterly.
As I spoke I heard a sweet contralto voice in the adjoining room break out into a song from one of the popular revues. It was Gabrielle's voice, I knew. "All the information I possess, sir, is at your disposal," the woman assured me. "I only wish Mrs. Tennison was here to answer your questions." "But you know as much as she does," I said. "Now tell me what is your theory?
A note lay upon the dining-room table. Hambledon was away in Cardiff, and he had left word in case I should return unexpectedly. The place was cold and fireless, and I was glad to go over to the Claredon to have my dinner. My one thought was of Gabrielle Tennison, who lived with her mother in a maisonette at Earl's Court.
"I wonder if you will allow me, Madame, to take your daughter into my consulting-room alone?" he asked in good English. "It will be best for me to question her without any other person being present." "Most certainly," Mrs. Tennison replied. Then, turning to Gabrielle, she said: "The Professor wants to put a few questions to you, dear. Will you go with him into the next room?"
They have told me that you called some time ago and evinced an interest in her." "Yes, Mrs. Tennison," I said.
I was silent for a moment, then I said: "Of course, Mrs. Tennison, you have no previous knowledge of me. You are taking me entirely at my own estimation." "When I meet a young man who is open and frank as you are, I trust him," she said quietly. "You know that woman's intuition seldom errs." I laughed. "Well," I answered.
Cullerton had adopted towards me, even though she had revealed to me the whereabouts of Gabrielle Tennison. My breakfast was ready soon after eight o'clock, and afterwards I went to Earl's Court to watch the house in Longridge Road. By dint of careful inquiries in the neighbourhood I was told that Mrs. Tennison had gone away a few days before to Paris, they believed.
Tennison was still in Lyons, and Harry Hambledon went each morning to his sordid work at the Hammersmith Police Court, either prosecuting or defending in small cases. His eloquence and shrewdness as an advocate had more than once been commented upon by the stipendiary, hence he was gradually working up quite a lucrative practice. Things drifted along till the end of October.
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