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Updated: May 2, 2025
Look here: all to-day you and I have been working hard, earning our living; well, suppose you were not laughing at me but we were really lovers, would not this be the time to enjoy the living we have earned?" and as the girl did not reply, Henri Verbier, who like an experienced wooer had been drawing closer to her all the time, until now his shoulder was touching hers, took her hand.
Customers deposit their valuables with me and I hand them a receipt: they give me back the receipt when they demand their valuables, and all I have to do is comply with their request, without asking questions. Isn't that so?" "But that was not what puzzled the magistrate I suppose," said Henri Verbier. "You are the custodian of all valuables, and you only complied strictly with your orders."
I knew nothing about it." "And how was I to guess that the man was an impostor?" Muller protested. "All the same," Henri Verbier retorted, "it is uncommonly annoying for everybody when things like that happen." "So long as one has not committed any breach of orders, and so can't be made a scapegoat of, one mustn't grumble," M. Muller said.
"Not a bit of it, Mademoiselle Jeanne: I said it because it is the truth. The magistrate was on to you: I tell you he was! Why, M. Verbier, he cross-examined her for more than half an hour after the general confrontation, while he finished with Muller and me in less than ten minutes." "Gad, M. Louis, a magistrate is a man, isn't he?" said Henri Verbier gallantly.
"You didn't succeed," M. Muller replied unkindly, "but it doesn't follow that nobody else will!" M. Louis was not deceived: Henri Verbier evidently did think his neighbour at table a very charming young woman. Mlle.
Slowly, as if emerging from some extraordinary dream, Henri Verbier began to recover from his brief unconsciousness: he could not understand at first what had happened to him, why he was lying on the floor, why his head ached so much, or why his blood-shot eyes saw everything through a mist. He gradually struggled into a sitting posture and looked around the room. "Nobody here!" he muttered.
"It is really a pity that you should have left the Cairo branch and come here just when these robberies have put the Royal Palace under a cloud." Henri Verbier smiled. "You need not be afraid of my attaching too much importance to that," he said.
You will prevent me from getting tired of my own company, and can tell me all about Cairo." "I'm afraid I know very little about Cairo," Henri Verbier replied; "you see I spent almost the whole of my time in the hotel. But as you seem so kind and so friendly disposed I wish you would tell me things." "But I am a very ignorant young woman." "You are a woman, and that's enough.
After she had so roughly disposed of the enterprising Henri Verbier, whose most unseemly advances had so greatly scandalised her, Mlle. Jeanne took to her heels, directly she was out of sight of the Royal Palace Hotel, and ran like one possessed.
"Yes," M. Muller broke in, "but Mlle. Jeanne has only told you part of the story. Just fancy: only a few minutes before the robbery Mme. Van den Rosen had asked Mlle. Jeanne to take charge of her diamond necklace, and Mlle. Jeanne had refused!" "That really was bad luck for you," said Henri Verbier to the girl with a laugh, "and I quite understand that the magistrate thought it rather odd."
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