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  “Youmayhavesurmised,Duson,thatshehasleftme。Idesiretoensureyourabsolutefidelity,soItakeyouintomyconfidencetothisextent。Yourmistressisinthehandsofthosewhohavesomepoweroverher。Herabsenceisinvoluntarysofarassheisconcerned。Ithasbeenagreatblowtome。Iampreparedtorunallriskstodiscoverherwhereabouts。Itislateinmylifeforadventures,butitisverycertainthatadventuresanddangersarebeforeus。Inaccompanyingmeyouwillassociateyourselfwithmanyrisks。Therefore-“

  Dusonhelduphishand。

  “Ibeg,sir,“heexclaimed,“thatyouwillnotsuggestforamomentmyleavingyourserviceonthataccount。Ibegmosthumbly,sir,thatyouwillnotdomethatinjustice。“

  Mr。Sabinpaused。Hiseyes,likelightning,readtheother’sface。

  “Itissettledthen,Duson,“hesaid。“Kindlypaythiscabman,andfollowmeasquicklyaspossible。“

  Mr。Sabinpassedacrossthemarblehall,leaningheavilyuponhisstick。Yetforallhisslowmovementstherewasanewalertnessinhiseyesandbearing。Hewasoncemoretakingkeennoteofeverybodyandeverythingabouthim。Onlyafewdaysagoshehadbeenhere。

  Heclaimedhisroomsattheoffice,andhandedthekeystoDuson,whobythistimehadrejoinedhim。Atthemomentofturningawayheaddressedaninquirytotheclerkbehindthecounter。

  “CanyoutellmeiftheDuchessofSouspennierisstayinghere?“

  heinquired。

  Theyoungmanglancedup。

  “Beenhere,Iguess。LeftonTuesday。“

  Mr。Sabinturnedaway。HedidnotspeakagainuntilDusonandhewerealoneinthesitting-room。Thenhedrewoutafivedollarbill。

  “Duson,“hesaid,“takethistotheheadluggageporter。Tellhimtobringhisdeparturebookuphereatonce,andthereisanotherwaitingforhim。Youunderstand?“

  “Certainly,sir!“

  Mr。Sabinturnedtoenterhisbed-chamber。Hisattentionwasattracted,however,byaletterlyingflatuponthetable。Hetookitup。ItwasaddressedtoMr。Sabin。

  “Thisisveryclever,“hemused,hesitatingforamomentbeforeopeningit。“Iwiredforroomsonlyafewhoursago-andIfindaletter。Itisthecommencement。“

  Hetoreopentheenvelope,anddrewoutasinglehalf-sheetofnote-paper。Acrossitwasscrawledasinglesentenceonly。

  “GobacktoLenox。“

  Therewasnosignature,noranydate。Theonlynoticeablethingaboutthisbriefcommunicationwasthatitwaswritteninyellowpencilofapeculiarshade。Mr。Sabin’seyesglitteredasheread。

  “Theyellowcrayon!“hemuttered。

  Dusonknockedsoftlyatthedoor。Mr。Sabinthrusttheletterandenvelopeintohisbreastcoatpocket。

  Thisistheluggageporter,sir,“Dusonannounced。“Heispreparedtoansweranyquestions。“

  Themantookouthisbook。Mr。Sabin,whowassittinginaneasy-chair,turnedsidewaystowardshim。

  “TheDuchessofSouspennierwasstayingherelastweek,“hesaid。

  “Sheleft,Ibelieve,onThursdayorFriday。Canyoutellmewhetherherbaggagewentthroughyourhands?“

  Themansetdownhishatuponavacantchair,andturnedovertheleavesofhisbook。

  “GuessIcanfixthatforyou,“heremarked,runninghisforefingerdownoneofthepages。“Hereweare。TheDuchessleftonFriday,andwecheckedherbaggagethroughtoLenoxbytheNewYork,NewHaven&Hartford。“

  Mr。Sabinnodded。

  “Thankyou,“hesaid。“Shewouldprobablytakeacarriagetothestation。Itwillbeworthanothertendollarstoyouifyoucanfindmethemanwhodroveher。“

  “Well,weoughttomanagethatforyou,“themanremarkedencouragingly。“ItwasoneofSteveHassell’scarriages,Iguess,unlesstheladytookahansom。“

  “Verygood,“Mr。Sabinsaid。“Seeifyoucanfindhim。Keepmyinquiriesentirelytoyourself。Itwillpayyou。“

  “That’sallright,“themanremarked。“Don’tyougotobedforhalf-an-hour,andIguessyou’llhearfrommeagain。“

  Dusonbusiedhimselfinthebed-chamber,Mr。Sabinsatmotionlessinhiseasychair。Soontherecameatapatthedoor。Theporterreappearedusheringinasmart-lookingyoungman,whocarriedashinycoachman’shatinhishand。

  “Struckitrightfusttime,“theporterremarkedcheerfully。“Thisistheman,sir。

  Mr。Sabinturnedhishead。

  “YoudrovealadyfromheretotheNewYork,NewHaven&HartfordDepotlastFriday?“heasked。

  “’Well,notexactly,sir,“themananswered。“TheDuchesstookmycab,andthefirstaddressshegavewastheNewYork,NewHaven&HartfordDepot,butbeforewe’ddrivenahundredyardsshepulledthecheck-stringandorderedmetogototheWaldorf。Shepaidmethere,andwentintothehotel。“

  “Youhavenotseenhersince?“

  “No,sir!“

  “Youknewherbysight,yousay。Wasthereanythingspecialaboutherappearance?“

  Themanhesitated。

  “She’daprettythickveilon,sir,butsheraisedittopayme,andIshouldsayshe’dbeencrying。Shewasmuchpaler,too,thanlasttimeIdroveher。“

  “Whenwasthat?“Mr。Sabinasked。

  “Inthespring,sir,-withyou,beggingyourpardon。YouwereattheNetherlands,andIdroveyououtseveraltimes。“

  “Youseem,“Mr。Sabinsaid,“tobeapersonwithsomepowersofobservation。ItwouldpayyouverywellindeedifyouwouldascertainfromanyofyourmatesattheWaldorfwhenandwithwhomtheladyinquestionleftthathotel。“

  “I’llhaveatry,sir,“themananswered。“TheDuchesswasbetterknownhere,butsomeofthemmayhaverecognisedher。“

  “Shehadnoluggage,Ipresume?“Mr。Sabinasked。

  “Herdressing-caseandjewel-caseonly,sir。“

  “Soyousee,“Mr。Sabincontinued,“itisprobablethatshedidnotremainattheWaldorfforthenight。Baseyourinquiriesonthatsupposition。“

  “Verygood,sir。“

  “Fromyourmannersandspeech,“Mr。Sabinsaid,raisinghishead,“IshouldtakeyoutobeanEnglishman。“

  “Quitecorrect,sir,“themananswered。“IdroveahansominLondonforeightyears。“

  “Youwillunderstandmethen,“Mr。Sabincontinued,“whenIsaythatIhavenogreatconfidenceinthepoliceofthiscountry。I

  donotwishtobeblackmailedorbullied。Iwouldaskyou,therefore,tomakeyourinquirieswithdiscretion。“

  “I’llbecareful,sir,“themananswered。

  Mr。Sabinhandedtoeachofthemarollofnotes。Thecabdriverlingereduponthethreshold。Mr。Sabinlookedup。

  “Well?“

  “CouldIspeakawordtoyou-inprivate,sir?“

  Mr。SabinmotionedDusontoleavetheroom。Thebaggageporterhadalreadydeparted。

  “WhenIcleanedoutmycabatnight,sir,Ifoundthis。Ididn’treckonitwasofanyconsequenceatfirst,butfromthequestionsyouhavebeenaskingitmaybeusefultoyou。“

  Mr。Sabintookthehalf-sheetofnote-paperinsilence。ItwastheordinarystationeryoftheWaldorfAstoriaHotel,andthefollowingwordswerewrittenuponitinafaintdelicatehandwriting,butinyellowpencil:-

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