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On the small neutral ground of self-importance, the best men and the worst meet on the same terms. Captain Wragge's indignation, when he saw the answer to his advertisement, stooped to no retrospective estimate of his own conduct; he was as deeply offended, as sincerely angry as if he had made a perfectly honorable proposal, and had been rewarded for it by a personal insult.
"It strikes you in that light, does it?" said Noel Vanstone, soothed by Captain Wragge's ready recognition of his authority. "I don't know that you're not right. But I must take some steps directly. I won't be made ridiculous I'll send Lecount away altogether, sooner than be made ridiculous." His color rose, and he folded his little arms fiercely.
It certainly suggests singleness of purpose, which is one of the essentials of success. No sooner had the door closed behind Lady Jane than he went to his writing table, took pen and paper, and wrote the following letter: To the Manager, Wragge's Detective Agency, Holborn Bars, London, E. C.
THE morning of her husband's return to North Shingles was a morning memorable forever in the domestic calendar of Mrs. Wragge. She dated from that occasion the first announcement which reached her of Magdalen's marriage. It had been Mrs. Wragge's earthly lot to pass her life in a state of perpetual surprise.
In less than an hour results justified Captain Wragge's anticipations, and Noel Vanstone walked in. "My dear sir!" cried the captain, cordially seizing his visitor's reluctant hand, "I know what you have come for. Mrs. Lecount has told you of her visit here, and has no doubt declared that my niece's illness is a mere subterfuge.
One uncertainty which had hitherto perplexed her was set at rest already. The scheme she had privately devised against Michael Vanstone which Captain Wragge's sharp insight had partially penetrated when she first warned him that their partnership must be dissolved was a scheme which she could now plainly see must be abandoned as hopeless, in the case of Michael Vanstone's son.
During dinner the manner of the doctor had been all that was natural and spontaneous, though it was impossible for me, knowing him as I did, not to be aware that he was subconsciously very keenly alert and already receiving upon the ultra-sensitive surface of his mind various and vivid impressions; and there was now something in the gravity of his face, as well as in the significant tone of Colonel Wragge's speech, and something, too, in the fact that we three were shut away in this private chamber about to listen to things probably strange, and certainly mysterious something in all this that touched my imagination sharply and sent an undeniable thrill along my nerves.
"I must apologize for intruding, but I thought it best to approach you before making my report to Sir Thomas." "Your report?" "I am employed by a private inquiry agency." "What!" "Yes, sir. Wragge's. You may have heard of us. In Holborn Bars. Very old established. Divorce a specialty. You will have seen the advertisements. Sir Thomas wrote asking for a man, and the governor sent me down.
"We were down by the bushes in the sun," she gasped and screamed in reply to Colonel Wragge's distracted questionings, "I was wheeling the chair as usual when she shrieked and leaped I don't know exactly I was too frightened to see Oh, my God! she jumped clean out of the chair and ran! There was a blast of hot air from the wood, and she hid her face and jumped.
Even if there had been time to stay longer, there was nothing worth staying for. "I'll strike this worthy idiot dumb with a coup d'etat," thought the housekeeper, "and vanish before she recovers herself." "Horrible!" cried Mrs. Lecount, interrupting the ghostly narrative by a shrill little scream and making for the door, to Mrs. Wragge's unutterable astonishment, without the least ceremony.
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