"My young man urged me to get possession of the money while they were
out, saying that we could then marry, go abroad, and set up in business
with it. But my heart failed me, and I could not bring myself to commit
the robbery. About ten o'clock a telegram came, and half an hour later
mistress and the gentleman returned. When mistress read the telegram
she appeared nervous and agitated. They both entered the dining-room,
and at first conversed in low tones, but soon appeared to be in
altercation. I heard the gentleman say, `I shall not leave this house
until you let me have the money. I tell you I will not allow you to
ruin yourself.' To which mistress replied that she had changed her
mind, and should place the money in the bank instead. At this the
foreigner grew furious. Mistress urged him to go, but he would not.
Then all was quiet again. She gave me orders to lay supper in the
sitting-room upstairs, which I obeyed, she telling me that her husband
was coming home after a long journey. I wondered what the master would
say to the other gentleman, but discreetly held my tongue. It wasn't my
place to say a word. About eleven o'clock the gentleman departed very
reluctantly, and soon after midnight mistress's husband arrived.
"I opened the door to him. He was a tall, handsome man, who wore a felt
hat and long travelling ulster. He greeted mistress very cordially,
kissing her with much affection, and then they went upstairs together to
supper.
"All the evening I had been hesitating whether or not I should decamp
with the money, and while they were sitting at table I was still
thinking over the matter. The clock struck two, and roused me.
Suddenly I made up my mind to take it, so creeping back to the
drawing-room I opened the bag, abstracted the contents, and replaced it
again. Just as I was about to leave the room with the money in my hands
I heard a footstep on the stairs. I knew it was mistress! I slipped
behind the screen, hoping to escape observation. Scarcely had she
crossed the threshold when I heard another person following stealthily.
It was the foreign gentleman. `Have you decided?' he asked, in a low
whisper. `Yes,' she replied, starting at his sudden reappearance; `once
for all, I tell you I will rid myself of you.' He appeared mad with
anger. He pushed the door to, and placed his back against it. Then he
laughed a low, harsh laugh, replying, `That's not so easy, my pretty
one: remember our secret bond.' She turned upon him furiously, crying,
`Leave this house at once! Do you wish to compromise me besides
endeavouring to rob me of my money? Ah! you think I do not know you.
We have been friends because it suited my purpose; but if you dare touch
that money I will tell what I know! I will give the police the
information they seek regarding the Villeneuve affair!' This speech had
a strange effect upon him. `_Dieu_!--she knows,' he ejaculated,
involuntarily.
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