Americans -- France -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction
Then, to his surprise and only half-concealed mortification, a reference
made by Laurence Vanderlyn to an incident which had taken place the year
before--that is, to the disappearance of an American citizen--followed
by the production of the diplomatist's card, brought about a magic
change.
Immediately the two friends were introduced into the presence of an
important official; and a moment later Tom Pargeter's outraged dignity
and sense of importance were soothed by an outpouring of respectful
sympathy, while in an incredibly short time the full particulars of
every accident which had occurred in the streets of Paris during the
last twenty-four hours were laid before the anxious husband. But it soon
became clear that in none of these had Mrs. Pargeter been concerned.
The official left the room a moment; then he returned with a colleague.
This man, the chief of the detective force, proceeded with considerable
tact to examine and cross-examine both Pargeter and Vanderlyn concerning
the way in which Mrs. Pargeter had spent the earlier part of the
previous day--that is, the day on which she had disappeared.
The man's manner--that of scenting a secret, of suspecting that more lay
behind the matter than was admitted by the husband and friend of the
woman they were seeking--produced a disagreeable impression on
Vanderlyn. For the first time he felt himself faced by a vague, but none
the less real, danger, and the feeling braced him.
"Then Monsieur did not see this lady yesterday at all?"
"No," said Vanderlyn, shortly; "the last time I saw Mrs. Pargeter in her
house was the day before yesterday, when I called on her about five
o'clock."
"Monsieur is not related to the lady," asked the detective quietly.
"No," said Vanderlyn again. "But I am an old friend of both Mr. and Mrs.
Pargeter, and that is why he asked me to accompany him here to-day."
"Then when and how did you yourself first learn of Madame Pargeter's
disappearance?" asked the other suddenly.
Vanderlyn hesitated; for a moment his tired brain refused to act--when
was he supposed to have heard of Peggy's disappearance? He looked
helplessly at Pargeter, then said suddenly, "I met my friend at L'Union
last night."
"Then you already knew of Madame's disappearance last night?" said the
official eagerly.
"No! no!" exclaimed Pargeter crossly. "Of course we didn't know then! We
didn't know till just now--that is, till this morning, when Mr.
Vanderlyn went out to Madame de Lera's villa to fetch my wife. It was
Madame de Lera who told us that she had never arrived at Marly-le-Roi.
She disappeared yesterday afternoon, but we did not know it till this
morning."
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