Criminals -- Fiction; Detective and mystery stories; Extortion -- Fiction
In the meantime Lydon had received reports from Grewgus, the first
arriving a few days after he had left Paris. From these he learned
that the detective and his colleague were keeping a close watch upon
the man Edwards and Miss Glenthorne, to call her by her latest alias.
They watched them from about eleven o’clock in the morning--the woman
did not stir out till then--till late at night.
The programme was much the same every day. In the morning Zillah met
the man Edwards, and they walked about together in the outskirts of
Paris. They steered clear of the well-known portions, as no doubt
Calliard was pursuing his business there, and they might run across
him at any moment. In the afternoon they usually took a car and drove
out to Versailles or some other suburb.
In the evening Zillah invariably met the opulent jeweller, Calliard,
and they dined together at one of the numerous expensive restaurants
that abound in the gay city. Monsieur Calliard was evidently a rich
man and begrudged nothing in the pursuit of his pleasures.
Then one day came a brief telegram from Grewgus: “The birds have
flown, slipped away. All news when we meet. Leaving to-day. Be at my
office to-morrow morning as early as you like.”
On the face of it, it looked as if the detective had failed in his
mission, that the two schemers had outwitted him, and stolen a march
on him.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Lydon thought that Grewgus looked somewhat crestfallen when they met
the following morning in the offices in Craven Street.
He opened the conversation in a rather apologetic tone. “Well, Mr.
Lydon, the primary object for which we went to Paris was the
establishment of the fact that Zillah Mayhew was the same person as
Elise Makris. But that fact we established on the first day we arrived
there. I stayed on in order to find something more than that. I am
sorry to tell you I have found nothing, except one little thing that
makes the affair more mysterious.”
“You say they contrived to give you the slip. How was that done when
you were keeping such a close watch on them?” asked the young man in a
tone that plainly showed his disappointment.
Grewgus hastened to explain. “I am afraid I must plead guilty to a
little want of foresight. After watching very carefully for three
days, we became pretty sure that neither the woman nor her friend
Edwards were what you would call early birds. They did not stir out
before a fairly late hour in the morning.”
Having, as they thought, established this fact, the two men did not
begin their watch till a certain hour themselves. Had they not been so
confident, it would have been easy to take it in turns to watch one of
them, since, if one of them went out, it was for the purpose of
ultimately meeting the other. As a fact, to carry out the thing
thoroughly, a third, perhaps a fourth, man was wanted.
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