Detective and mystery stories; London (England) -- Fiction; Trials (Murder) -- Fiction
But here Lord Prelice began to doubt. Madame Marie had admitted that
she knew more than Prelice imagined. Seeing that she had been at the
Grange during the tragedy, and was closely connected with Jadby, it
seemed very probable that she was aware of much which it was necessary
to learn before the actual truth could be made manifest. So far as
Prelice could judge--and he was a shrewd reader of character--the
fortune-teller was entirely honest in her dealings with him. If she
wished to gain Jadby as her husband it was necessary that she should
be so, since only by the marriage of Lord Prelice could the girl whom
the buccaneer loved be removed from her path. It was not worth her
while to play Prelice false, since his aims and hers were identical.
Prelice desired to marry Mona, and Madame Marie wished this also. She
was anxious to make the sailor her husband, and Prelice was quite
willing that this should be so, since it would put an end to Jadby's
troubling, and might perhaps take him out of England. Therefore
Prelice believed in Madame Marie Eppingrave.
He credited her powers also, for she had the true eyes of one who can
see into the Astral World; but he could not be certain if she had used
her occult powers on this occasion. She may have known beforehand of
the dress, and might merely have used the trance as a means of
communicating it without arousing Jadby's wrath. If the dress was
found, and evidence therefrom was forthcoming likely to solve the
mystery of Agstone's death, the captain, wishing to keep Mona in
uneasy terror for her reputation, would be much annoyed. But then
Madame Marie could explain that she had only gone into a trance for
Prelice, as an ordinary client, and was unaware of what she said.
Under these circumstances the buccaneer could say nothing.
"Well," said Prelice, stretching himself, and talking aloud, a habit
which he had contracted when travelling in silent places, "it's rum
business altogether. If the dress is in Dolly Rover's wardrobe, what
then? I can't accuse him, as he certainly had no reason to kill
Agstone. Humph! I wonder if this is what Horace meant when he said
that I would be sorry if I searched further into the case? I certainly
don't want Dolly to be hanged; but if he were, I am quite sure that
Ned would console the widow. Ugh!" Prelice shivered, "what a horrible
thought. Rover is a bounder and a blighter and a cad, but I honestly
don't think that he is a criminal of this sort. I don't believe that
he has the pluck, for one thing; and for another, he had no motive.
Hum!" he reflected, "I'd best get along and see Constance."
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