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For a moment she wondered whether the faint and the heart attack had been a gigantic sham, but remembering the deadly pallor she could hardly credit the supposition. As she looked the expression disappeared as by magic, and Mrs. Vandemeyer lay inert and motionless as before. For a moment the girl fancied she must have dreamt it. But she determined nevertheless to be on the alert.
Tuppence listened attentively, but there was no mention of anything that could be twisted to apply to Tommy. Mrs. Vandemeyer and the Russian seemed to be at variance over some matter, and finally the latter exclaimed bitterly: "With your persistent recklessness, you will end by ruining us!" "Bah!" laughed the woman. "Notoriety of the right kind is the best way of disarming suspicion.
But she leapt at a chance offered her by Mrs. Vandemeyer. "What day do you usually go out, Prudence?" "Friday's my usual day, ma'am." Mrs. Vandemeyer lifted her eyebrows. "And to-day is Friday! But I suppose you hardly wish to go out to-day, as you only came yesterday." "I was thinking of asking you if I might, ma'am." Mrs. Vandemeyer looked at her a minute longer, and then smiled.
After that, my nerve went completely. I dared trust nobody. "I think I almost hypnotized myself. After a while, I almost forgot that I was really Jane Finn. I was so bent on playing the part of Janet Vandemeyer that my nerves began to play me tricks. I became really ill for months I sank into a sort of stupor. I felt sure I should die soon, and that nothing really mattered.
Vandemeyer was on the eve of departure for abroad, and that the servants had already left? Sir James and his young friends had been paying a call upon her, when she was suddenly stricken down and they had spent the night in the flat, not liking to leave her alone. Did they know of any relatives? They did not, but Sir James referred him to Mrs. Vandemeyer's solicitor.
I thought I'd have time to rush up and get the papers from their hiding-place, but I was caught. So I screamed out that he was escaping, and I said I wanted to go back to Marguerite. I shouted the name three times very loud. I knew the others would think I meant Mrs. Vandemeyer, but I hoped it might make Mr. Beresford think of the picture.
Perhaps they saw something I don't know but suddenly Mrs. Vandemeyer said 'Now, and flung something over my nose and mouth as I tried to scream. At the same moment I felt a terrific blow on the back of my head...." She shuddered. Sir James murmured something sympathetically. In a minute she resumed: "I don't know how long it was before I came back to consciousness. I felt very ill and sick.
While Tuppence lifted her head the lawyer tried to force a little of the spirit between her closed lips. Finally the woman opened her eyes feebly. Tuppence held the glass to her lips. "Drink this." Mrs. Vandemeyer complied. The brandy brought the colour back to her white cheeks, and revived her in a marvellous fashion. She tried to sit up then fell back with a groan, her hand to her side.
Vandemeyer was sitting almost facing it, and Tuppence respected her mistress's lynx-eyed powers of observation. Nevertheless, she felt she would give a good deal to overhear what was going on. Possibly, if anything unforeseen had happened, she might get news of Tommy. For some moments she reflected desperately, then her face brightened. She went quickly along the passage to Mrs.
He rattled off the formula to the elderly woman, looking more like a housekeeper than a servant, who opened the door to him. "Christian name?" "Margaret." Tommy spelt it, but the other interrupted him. "No, G U E." "Oh, Marguerite; French way, I see." He paused, then plunged boldly. "We had her down as Rita Vandemeyer, but I suppose that's incorrect?"
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