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She would be almost certainly sent to you under an assumed one. But I should like to know if you are acquainted with a Mrs. Vandemeyer?" "Mrs. Vandemeyer, of 20 South Audley Mansions? I know her slightly." "You are not aware of what has happened?" "What do you mean?" "You do not know that Mrs. Vandemeyer is dead?" "Dear, dear, I had no idea of it! When did it happen?"
"And yet there's one person quite near at hand who in all probability knows where he is, or at all events where he is likely to be." "Who is that?" asked Tuppence, puzzled. "Mrs. Vandemeyer." "Yes, but she'd never tell us." "Ah, that is where I come in. I think it quite likely that I shall be able to make Mrs. Vandemeyer tell me what I want to know."
"That is the case," said the doctor quietly. "Under the name of ?" "Janet Vandemeyer. I understood her to be a niece of Mrs. Vandemeyer's." "And she came to you?" "As far as I can remember in June or July of 1915." "Was she a mental case?" "She is perfectly sane, if that is what you mean. I understood from Mrs.
I dare say it relieves your feelings a good deal to plan out all sorts of dreadful things to do to me, but is that PRACTICAL? Revenge is very unsatisfactory. Every one always says so. But money" Tuppence warmed to her pet creed "well, there's nothing unsatisfactory about money, is there?" "Do you think," said Mrs. Vandemeyer scornfully, "that I am the kind of woman to sell my friends?"
Vandemeyer until the two men arrived, she did not know, but somehow or other it had to be done, and she must accomplish the task single-handed. What had occasioned this precipitate departure? Did Mrs. Vandemeyer suspect her? Speculations were idle. Tuppence pressed the bell firmly. She might learn something from the cook.
"You can't have learnt much about us if you don't know that NOBODY KNOWS WHO MR. BROWN IS...." "You do," said Tuppence quietly. Again the colour deserted the other's face. "What makes you think that?" "I don't know," said the girl truthfully. "But I'm sure." Mrs. Vandemeyer stared in front of her for a long time. "Yes," she said hoarsely, at last, "I know. I was beautiful, you see very beautiful "
I was lying on a dirty bed. There was a screen round it, but I could hear two people talking in the room. Mrs. Vandemeyer was one of them. I tried to listen, but at first I couldn't take much in. When at last I did begin to grasp what was going on I was just terrified! I wonder I didn't scream right out there and then. "They hadn't found the papers.
Between them Sir James and Tuppence lifted Mrs. Vandemeyer and carried her to the bed. There they dashed water on her face, but with no result. The lawyer fingered her pulse. "Touch and go," he muttered. "I wish that young fellow would hurry up with the brandy." At that moment Julius re-entered the room, carrying a glass half full of the spirit which he handed to Sir James.
Suddenly she started, and her face blanched. "What was that?" "I heard nothing." Mrs. Vandemeyer gazed round her fearfully. "If there should be some one listening " "Nonsense. Who could there be?" "Even the walls might have ears," whispered the other. "I tell you I'm frightened. You don't know him!" "Think of the hundred thousand pounds," said Tuppence soothingly. Mrs.
All of a sudden I sat down on the edge of the table, and put my face in my hands, sobbing out a 'Mon Dieu! Mon Dieu! I've got very sharp ears. I distinctly heard the rustle of a dress, and slight creak. That was enough for me. I was being watched! "I lay down on the bed again, and by and by Mrs. Vandemeyer brought me some supper. She was still sweet as they make them.
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