He told me that Mademoiselle did not wish to see me
again. He took them to the cloak - room, and coming away they were joined
byEspinosa. Certain additions were made to the story byHanaud. Hanaud supplied the
missing word with a twitch of his lips. Let us do as wewould be done by, and the
couple sauntered past.
Over that point the two girls had some
discussion.
Her eyes were on the door, her feet danced, her
handscould not keep still.
Betty Harlowe was prepared againstdiscovery. XXVI:
THE FACADE OF NOTRE DAMEFOR a second time they were fortunate.
Then you believe Francine Rollard had a hand in
that crime too? Thefirm has ceased to be for the last ten years.
What morelikely than that he should imagine Ann
meant to run away and that Bettywas helping her?
I hadnt oneidea what a very unpleasant little trap
it was! As Betty comes infrom her party, Francine Rollard gives her the message. Jim
Frobisher roused himself from his reflections.
For it was thebill of the builders who had repaired
it at the order of Simon Harlowe.
Betty came out of the chair andtook the anonymous
letter from her hand.
I have no doubt it weighed just as many kilos as
MademoiselleAnn. That, Monsieur, and Hanaud rose to his feet, is what you would
callthe case for the Crown.
As Betty comes infrom her party, Francine Rollard
gives her the message. Ill tellyou something else which will astonish you, Monsieur
Frobisher.
And in that moment of weakness she dropped
herhandkerchief.
She will do anything for me, Ann, said
Betty.
I thought the letter just amalicious joke quite in
accord with The Scourges character.
Thats bad, Itell you, and he tapped upon the
table.
It would be so much easier to finish her off with
adose of the arrow - poison.
What morelikely than that he should imagine Ann
meant to run away and that Bettywas helping her? And in a moment the brutal thing is
done. But as theopportunity grew, so did the desire. Ann Upcott gave in, and a
second letter was written to Jeanne Leclerc.
So I must take a risk - yes, and a serious
one.
TheAffaire Waberski had, in the general view,
become a stale joke.
You canimagine the girl, too, her purpose changing
under the torrent of abuse. Yet without doubt it was fromwithin the room that the
faint noise had come.
Imagine BettyHarlowes feelings when she heard of
that!
Oh, with more than those photographs, Hanaud
exclaimed.
I shall tell Monsieur Bex exactlywhat you have told
me.