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They came separately, remained about half an hour, and then Weirmarsh himself let them out, shaking hands with them effusively. Suddenly a taxicab drove up, and from it Sir Hugh, in black overcoat and opera hat, stepped out and was at once admitted, the taxi driving off. Walter, as he paced up and down the pavement outside, would have given much to know what was transpiring within.
"But it is in your interests, Enid." "In my interests?" she echoed. "Why?" "Regarding the secret relations between your stepfather and Doctor Weirmarsh," he answered. "That same question we've discussed before," she said. "The doctor is attending to his practice in Pimlico; he does not concern us here." "I fear that he does," was Fetherston's quiet response.
Otherwise, you and I might experience rather rough handling if this house were mobbed." Weirmarsh smiled grimly. "My dear Gustav," he laughed, "the British public, though of late they've browsed upon the hysterics of the popular Press, are already asleep again. It is not for us to arouse them. We profit by their heavy slumber, and this will be a rude awakening a shock, depend upon it."
"Paul Le Pontois has been arrested on some mysterious charge false, without a doubt!" "Yes," replied Weirmarsh; "it is most unfortunate. I heard it an hour ago, and the real reason of my visit was to tell you of the contretemps." "Someone must have made a false charge against him," cried the general excitedly. "The poor fellow is innocent entirely innocent!
"Yet association with that dastardly blackguard, Dr. Weirmarsh, was horrible! How I refrained from turning upon him through all those months I cannot really tell.
"Is Enid at home?" "Yes." "I saw her last night, as you wished. She is not well. Her nerves are still in an extremely weak state," Weirmarsh said, in order to change the topic of conversation. "I think you should send her abroad out of the way to the South somewhere." "So she told me. I shall try and get Mrs. Caldwell to take her to Sicily if you consider the air would be beneficial."
She risked everything her honour, her happiness, her future by associating with you for the one and sole purpose of assisting me to learn all the dastardly plot in progress." "It was you who supplied Paul Le Pontois with the false notes he passed in France!" declared Weirmarsh. "The French police know that; and if ever you or your step-daughter put foot in France you will be arrested."
It was a portrait of Doctor Weirmarsh, evidently taken a few years before, as he then wore a short pointed beard, whereas he was now shaven except for a moustache. "No mistake about those features," he remarked to himself with evident satisfaction as, turning the photographic print, he took note of certain cabalistic numbers written in the corner, scribbling them in pencil upon his blotting-pad.
"Doctor Weirmarsh," exclaimed Fetherston seriously, as he stood before him, "I have just examined this house and have ascertained what it contains." "You've told him!" cried the man, turning fiercely upon Enid. "You have betrayed me! Ah! It will be the worse for you and for your family," he added harshly. "You will see!
The cosy house in Hill Street, the smart little entertainments which his wife gave, the bit of shooting he rented up in the Highlands, were all paid for with the money which the doctor handed him in Treasury notes with such regularity. Yes, Weirmarsh was generous, but he was nevertheless exacting, terribly exacting. His will was the will of others.
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