The Red Widow; or, The Death-Dealers of LondonLe Queux, William
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The Red Widow; or, The Death-Dealers of London
Le Queux, William
Mystery fiction
"I admit that the situation which has arisen is full of peril, Ena,"
remarked the man seated before her, "but you are a clever woman, and
with the exercise of tact and cunning, in addition to the disbursement
of funds, we shall undoubtedly be able to wriggle out—as we always do."
"Let’s hope so," she said, with a sigh. "But what about Ardlui and Mrs.
Morrison?"
"Your visit to Paris is more important at the moment. You must lose no
time in getting there. Before I left London, I instructed my bank to
send five thousand pounds to you at the head office of the Credit
Lyonnais. You will be able to draw at once when you get there, and it
will give you time to get more money if you deem it wise to pay any
bigger sum."
"Really, you leave nothing undone, Bernie.
"Not when danger arises, my dear Ena," he laughed. "In the meantime,
I’ll have to remain very low. That infernal Frenchman may be watching
Lilla with the idea that I might visit Pont Street. But I shan’t go near
her again till the danger is past."
"Then I’d better get away as soon as possible," she said. "I can be in
London this evening, and cross to Paris by the night mail."
"Yes," he replied. "Don’t waste an instant in getting in touch with
her. Have a rest in Paris, and then go to Melun. You can be there
to-morrow afternoon."
"Shall you go back to London with me?"
"No. Better not be seen together," he said. "Let us be discreet. You
can go by the ten o’clock express, which will just give you time to
cross London to Victoria and catch the boat train, and I’ll leave by the
next express, which goes at one. The less we are together at present the
better."
"I agree entirely," Ena said, with a sigh. "But this affair will, I
see, be very difficult to adjust."
"Not if you keep your wits about you, Ena," he assured her. "It isn’t
half so difficult as the arrangements you made with that pious old
fellow Fleming. Don’t you recollect how very near the wind we were all
sailing, and yet you took him in hand and convinced him of your
innocence."
"I was dealing with a man then," she remarked. "Now I have to deal with
a shrewd girl. Besides, we don’t know who this inquisitive Frenchman
may be."
"You’ll soon discover all about him, no doubt. Just put on your
thinking-cap on the way over to Paris, and doubtless before you arrive,
you’ll hit upon some plan which will be just as successful as the
attitude you adopted towards old Daniel Fleming." Then he added: "I
wish you’d order breakfast to be served up here, for I’m ravenously
hungry."
She rose, rang the bell, and ordered breakfast for two.
While it was being prepared, Boyne went along the corridor to wash,
while Ena retired to her room, and packed her trunk ready for her
departure south at ten o’clock.
Afterwards she saw the head porter and got him to secure her a place on
the train, and also in the restaurant-car, which is usually crowded.
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