That Gordon should be questioned both by Mrs. Holton and Rose was
inevitable. Not that Mrs. Holton, with hazy memories of talking too
freely while the wine had worked its spell upon her, altogether
regretted that Providence had seen fit to intervene, or that Rose,
after her work was done, was deeply concerned with Palmer's subsequent
fate, but to both, knowing the situation as they did, the sequence of
events seemed, though lacking the faintest shadow of proof, beyond all
question to implicate Gordon. To both he made the same answer. He
admitted that Palmer's disappearance, coming just at the time it did,
was a remarkable stroke of good fortune for all of them, but as to any
knowledge of it, outside of the theories advanced by the papers, he
blandly professed entire ignorance. That Annie Holton should have come
to her death on the night of the same day on which Palmer had
disappeared, he further acknowledged to be a most remarkable
coincidence, but so far as he could see, nothing more than that. And
with this they were fain to be content.
To Rose, indeed, the succeeding weeks brought a vague sense of
injustice and disappointment. Constantly Gordon had referred to the
getting of the money from Palmer as the turning point in their
fortunes; the first real step towards the culmination of their plans;
as marking the time when he should have leisure to be constantly at
her side; and now, so far from this being so, she found as the days
went by that she saw less of him even than before. Moreover, on the
rare occasions when he did dine with her at Bradfield's or call at her
rooms, he was preoccupied, inattentive, distraught, his mind only too
plainly upon other things.
And in truth, Gordon for a time had found himself more perplexed than
he would perhaps have cared to own. Even with sufficient capital, and
a practically certain knowledge of the future course of the metal
market, the problem still remained to him how best to make use
of his point of vantage. The first move in the game successfully
accomplished, the second was yet to be made.
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