“IfIrefuse?“sheasked。
“Isendforthechiefofthepolice。“
“Shelookedhimupanddown,ameasured,mercilesssurvey。Hewasatall,bigman,butheseemedtoshrinkintoinsignificance。
“Youareacowardandabully,“shesaidslowly。“YouknowquitewellthatIaminnocentofanyknowledgeevenconcerningDuson’sdeath。ButIwouldsoonermeetmyfate,whateveritmightbe,thansuffereventhetouchofyourfingersuponmyhand。Yourpresenceishatefultome。Sendforyourchiefofthepolice。Stringyourliestogetherasyouwill。Iamsatisfied。“
Shelefthimandsweptfromtheroom,aspotofcolourburninginhercheeks,hereyeslitwithfire。Theprideofherracehadasserteditself。Shefeltnolongeranyfear。Sheonlydesiredtoseverherselfatonceandcompletelyfromallassociationwiththisman。Inthehallshesentforhermaid。
“Fetchmycloakandjewelcase,Celeste,“sheordered。“IamgoingacrosstotheBristol。Youcanreturnfortheotherluggage。“
“But,madam-“
“DoasIsayatonce,“Lucilleordered。
Thegirlhesitatedandthenobeyed。Lucillefoundherselfsuddenlyaddressedinaquiettonebyamanwhohadbeensittinginaneasy-chair,halfhiddenbyapalmtree。
“Willyoufavourme,madam,withamoment’sconversation?“
Lucilleturnedround。Sherecognisedatoncethemanwithwhomshehadconverseduponthesteamer。Inthequietestformofeveningdress,therewassomethingnoticeableintheman’sveryinsignificance。Heseemedalittleoutofhiselement。Lucillehadasuddeninspiration,Themanwasadetective。
“Whatdoyouwishtosay?“sheasked,halfdoubtfully。
“Ioverheard,“heremarked,“yourordertoyourmaid。Shehadsomethingtosaytoyou,butyougavehernoopportunity。“
“Andyou?“sheasked,“whatdoyouwishtosay?“
“Iwishtoadviseyou,“hesaid,“nottoleavethehotel。“
Shelookedathimdoubtfully。
“Youcannotunderstand,“shesaid,“whyIwishtoleaveit。I
havenoalternative。“
“Nevertheless,“hesaid,“Ihopethatyouwillchangeyourmind。“
“Areyouadetective?“sheaskedabruptly。
“Madamiscorrect!“
Theflushofcolourfadedfromhercheeks。
“Ipresume,then,“shesaid,“thatIamunderyoursurveillance?“
“Inasense,“headmitted,“itistrue。“
“Onthesteamer,“sheremarked,“youspokeasthoughyourinterestinmewasnotinimical。“
“Norisit,“heansweredpromptly。“Youareinadifficultposition,butyoumayfindthingsnotsobadasyouimagine。Atpresentmyadvicetoyouisthis:Goupstairstoyourroomandstaythere。“
Thelittlemanhadacompellingmanner。Lucillemadeherwaytowardstheelevator。
“Asamatteroffact,“shemurmuredbitterly,“Iamnot,Isuppose,permittedtoleavethehotel?“
“Madamputsthematterbluntly,“heanswered;“butcertainlyifyoushouldinsistuponleaving,itwouldbemydutytofollowyou。“
Sheturnedawayfromhimandenteredtheelevator。Thedoorofherroomwasslightlyajar,andshesawthatawaiterwasbusyatasmallroundtable。Shelookedathiminsurprise。Hewasarrangingplacesfortwo。
“Whogaveyouyourorders?“sheasked。
“Butitwasmonsieur,“themananswered,withalowbow。“Dinnerfortwo。“
“Monsieur?“sherepeated。“Whatmonsieur?“
“Iamtheculprit,“afamiliarvoiceansweredfromthedepthsofaneasy-chair,whosebackwastoher。“Iwasveryhungry,anditoccurredtomethatunderthecircumstancesyouwouldprobablynothavedinedeither。IhopethatyouwilllikewhatIhaveordered。
Theplovers’eggslookdelicious。“
Shegavealittlecryofjoy。ItwasMr。Sabin。
ThePrincedinedcarefully,butwithlessthanhisusualappetite。
Afterwardshelitacigaretteandstrolledforamomentintothelounge。Celeste,whowaswaitingforhim,glidedatoncetohisside。
“Monsieur!“shewhispered。“Ihavebeenhereforonehour。“
Henodded。
“Well?“
“MonsieurleDuchasarrived。“
ThePrinceturnedsharplyround。
“Who?“
“MonsieurleDucdeSouspennier。HecallshimselfnolongerMr。
Sabin。“
Adullflushofangrycolourrosealmosttohistemples。
“Whydidyounottellmebefore?“heexclaimed。
“Monsieurwasintherestaurant,“sheanswered。“Itwasimpossibleformetodoanythingbutwait。“
“Whereishe?“
“Alas!heiswithmadam,“thegirlanswered。
ThePrincewasveryprofane。Hestartedatoncefortheelevator。
InamomentortwohepresentedhimselfatLucille’ssitting-room。
Theywerestilllingeringovertheirdinner。Mr。Sabinwelcomedhimwithgravecourtesy。
“ThePrinceisintimetotakehisliqueurwithus,“heremarked,rising。“Willyoutakefinchampagne,Prince,orChartreuse?I
recommendthefinchampagne。“
ThePrincebowedhisthanks。Hewaswhitetothelipswiththeeffortforself-mastery。
“Icongratulateyou,Mr。Sabin,“hesaid,“uponyouropportunearrival。YouwillbeabletohelpLucillethroughtheannoyancetowhichIdeeplyregretthatsheshouldbesubjected。“
Mr。Sabingentlyraisedhiseyebrows。
“Annoyance!“herepeated。“IfearthatIdonotquiteunderstand。“
ThePrincesmiled。
“SurelyLucillehastoldyou,“hesaid,“oftheperilouspositioninwhichshefindsherself。“
“Mywife,“Mr。Sabinsaid,“hastoldmenothing。Youalarmme。“
ThePrinceshruggedhisshoulders。
“Ideeplyregrettotellyou,“hesaid,“thatthelawhasprovedtoopowerfulforme。IcannolongerstandbetweenherandwhatIfearmayproveamostunpleasantepisode。Lucillewillbearrestedwithinthehour。“
“Uponwhatcharge?“Mr。Sabinasked。
“ThemurderofDuson。“
Mr。Sabinlaughedverysoftly,verygently,butwithobviousgenuineness。
“Youarejoking,Prince,“heexclaimed。
“Iregrettosay,“thePrinceanswered,“thatyouwillfinditveryfarfromajokingmatter。“
Mr。Sabinwassuddenlystern。
“PrinceofSaxeLeinitzer,“hesaid,“youareacowardandabully。“
ThePrincestartedforwardwithclenchedfist。Mr。Sabinhadnoweapon,huthedidnotflinch。
“Youcanfrightenwomen,“hesaid,“withabogiesuchasthis,butyouhavenolongerawomantodealwith。YouandIknowthatsuchachargeisabsurd-butyoulittleknowthedangertowhichyouexposeyourselfbytriflingwiththissubject。Dusonleftaletteraddressedtomeinwhichheannouncedhisreasonsforcommittingsuicide。“
“Suicide?“
“Yes。Hepreferredsuicidetomurder,evenatthebiddingofthePrinceofSaxeLeinitzer。Hewroteandexplainedthesethingstome-andtheletterisinsafehands。ThearrestofLucille,mydearPrince,wouldmeantheruinofyouramiablesociety。“
“Thisletter,“thePrincesaidslowly,“whywasitnotproducedattheinquest?Whereisitnow?“
“ItisdepositedinasealedpacketwiththeEarlofDeringham,“
Mr。Sabinanswered。“Astoproducingitattheinquest-Ithoughtitmorediscreetnotto。Ileaveyoutojudgeofmyreasons。ButIcanassureyouthatyourfearsformywife’ssafetyhavebeenwhollymisplaced。ThereisnottheslightestreasonforhertohurryofftoAmerica。Wemaytakealittletriptherepresently,butnotjustyet。“
ThePrincemadeamistake。Helosthistemper。
“You!“hecried,“youcangotoAmericawhenyoulike,andstaythere。Europehashadenoughofyouwithyourhare-brainedschemesandfoolishfailures。ButLucilledoesnotleavethiscountry。Wehaveneedofher。Iforbidhertoleave。Doyouhear?InthenameoftheOrderIcommandhertoremainhere。“
Mr。Sabinwasquitecalm,buthisfacewasfullofterriblethings。
“Prince,“hesaid,“ifIbyanychancenumberedmyselfamongstyourfriendsIwouldwarnyouthatyouyourselfareatraitortoyourOrder。Youprostituteagreatcausewhenyoustooptouseitsmachinerytoassistyourownprivatevengeance。Iaskyouforyourownsaketoconsideryourwords。Lucilleismine-mineshewillremain,eventhoughyoushoulddescendtosomethingmoredespicable,morecowardlythanordinarytreason,towrestherfromme。Youreproachmewiththefailuresofmylife。Greattheymayhavebeen,butifyouattemptthisyouwillfindthatIamnotyetanimpotentperson。“
ThePrincewaswhitewithrage。ThesightofLucillestandingbyMr。Sabin’sside,herhandlightlyrestinguponhis,herdarkeyesfullofinscrutabletenderness,maddenedhim。Hewasfloutedandignored。Hewascarriedawaybyastormofpassion。Hetoreasheetofpaperfromhispocketbook,andunlockingasmallgoldcaseattheendofhiswatchchain,shookfromitapencilwithyellowcrayon。Mr。Sabinleanedovertowardshim。
“Yousignitatyourperil,Prince,“hesaid。“Itwillmeanworsethingsthanthatforyou。“
Forasecondhehesitated。Lucillealsoleanedtowardshim。
“Prince,“shesaid,“haveInotkeptmyvowsfaithfully?Think!
IcamefromAmericaatamoment’snotice;Ileftmyhusbandwithoutevenawordoffarewell;Ientereduponahatefultask,andthoughtothinkofitnowmakesmeloathemyself-Isucceeded。Ihavekeptmyvows,Ihavedonemyduty。Begenerousnow,andletmego。“
Thesoundofhervoicemaddenedhim。Apassionate,arbitraryman,towhomnothinginlifehadbeendenied,tobebaulkedinthisgreatdesireofhislatterdayswasintolerable。Hemadenoanswertoeitherofthem。HewroteafewlineswiththeyellowcrayonandpassedthemsilentlyacrosstoLucille。
Herfaceblanched。Shestretchedoutanunwillinghand。ButMr。
Sabinintervened。HetookthepaperfromthePrince’shand,andcalmlytoreitintofragments。ThereWasamoment’sbreathlesssilence。
“Victor!“Lucillecried。“Oh,whathaveyoudone!“
ThePrince’sfacelightenedwithaneviljoy。
“Wenow,Ithink,“hesaid,“understandoneanother。Youwillpermitmetowishyouaverypleasantevening,andaspeedyleave-taking。“
Mr。Sabinsmiled。
“Manythanks,mydearPrince,“hesaidlightly。“Makehasteandcompleteyourcharminglittlearrangements。Letmebegofyoutoavoidbunglingthistime。RememberthatthereisnotinthewholeofEuropeto-dayamanmoredangeroustoyouthanI。“
ThePrincehaddeparted。Mr。Sabinlitacigaretteandstoodonthehearthrug。Hiseyeswerebrightwiththejoyoffighting。
“Lucille,“hesaid,“Iseethatyouhavenottouchedyourliqueur。
Obligemebydrinkingit。Youwillfinditexcellent。“
Shecameovertohimandhunguponhisarm。Hethrewhiscigaretteawayandkissedheruponthelips。
“Victor,“shemurmured,“Iamafraid。Youhavebeenrash!“
“Dearest,“heanswered,“itisbettertodiefightingthantostandasideandwatchevilthings。Butafterall,thereisnofear。Come!
Yourcloakanddressingcase!“