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"Yes, sir, that's just what I mean. I thought if Mr. Vantine wanted to talk with her, well and good; that was his business, not mine; so I went back to the pantry to help the cook with the silver, expecting to hear the bell every minute.
"No doubt of that; and the other cabinet is the one which Vantine really purchased. It was, of course, sent forward to this other fellow's address, here in New York. His plan is evident enough to call upon Vantine, as the representative of the Armands, or perhaps as the owner of the Montespan cabinet, and make the exchange. Vantine's death spoiled that, and he had to make the exchange through you.
"Permit me to express again my apologies that such a mistake should have been made by us. Really, we are most careful; but even we sometimes suffer from careless servants. It desolates me to think that I cannot offer these apologies to Mr. Vantine in person. Till Wednesday, then, Mr. Lester."
"She had been his mistress." "You say that very confidently," said Goldberger, his lips curling. "After all, it is merely a guess, isn't it?" "I have reason to say it confidently," retorted Godfrey quietly, "since the woman confessed as much in my presence." Again Goldberger reddened. "I suppose she also confessed that it was really she who called upon Mr. Vantine?" he sneered.
So I am afraid that Vantine found me a little cold. Certainly there was nothing cold about the way he regarded it.
There had been less delay than he had anticipated in getting the cabinet off the boat and through the customs, and it was not yet three o'clock when we reached the Vantine house. "I haven't seen Mr. Godfrey," Parks repeated, "but there's others here as it fair breaks my heart to see."
Then my eyes cleared, and I saw, on the very spot where d'Aurelle had died, another body or was it the same, brought back that the tragedy of the afternoon might, in some mysterious way, be re-enacted? I remember bending over and peering into the face It was the face of Philip Vantine. A minute must have passed as I stood there dazed and shaken.
That Philip Vantine should have been killed by enthusiasm for the hobby which had given him so much pleasure seemed the very irony of fate, yet such I believed to be the case. To be sure, there were various incidents which seemed to conflict with such a theory, and the theory itself seemed wild to the point of absurdity; but at least it was a ray of light in what had been utter darkness.
"But before I could answer, that wild cat had rushed over to him and begun to reel off a string of French so fast I wondered how she got her breath. And Mr. Vantine looked at her kind of surprised at first, and then he got more interested, and finally he asked her in here and shut the door, and that was the last I saw of them." "You mean you didn't let the woman out?" demanded Grady.
The suspicion that it was Julie's mistake becomes certainty when she shows the combination to Vantine, and he is killed, too. Besides, the veiled lady herself made a remark which revealed the whole story." "I didn't notice it," I said, resignedly. "What was it?" "That she was accustomed to opening the drawer with her left hand, instead of with her right.
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