English fiction -- 20th century; Forgery -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction; Mystery and detective stories
And when she learned that Mr. Candover had called upon Mrs. Webster
once or twice of late, Audrey felt another pang of the terrible fear
that the net was tightly woven about her own feet. Every acquaintance,
every friend she had seemed to have come, in one way or another,
within his baleful influence.
She was, therefore, obliged to say nothing about the visit of the
mysterious stranger, and she glossed over the treatment she had
received from Lord Clanfield as much as she could. But again she noted
uneasily that Mrs. Webster seemed to have been infected with the idea
that Gerard had really been guilty of the forgery; and finding so
little sympathy with her deepest feelings, Audrey toned down her
discoveries at “The Briars” as much as she could, and dwelt more on
the gambling than on the disputes which had resulted from it.
On the following morning Audrey went to the showrooms, with reluctance
indeed but with a dogged resolution to go through the unpleasant
business of bargaining with Mademoiselle Laure with spirit and
keenness, not for her own sake only, but for that of Gerard.
If only this business had been unconnected with Mr. Candover and Marie
Laure, and the adventure with the white lady, poor Audrey felt how
gladly she would have had it to fall back upon, how proud she would
have been to be able, by her own exertions and her own money, to do
something towards making a home for Gerard and herself. As it was, she
had sunk so much of her small capital in this business that, if she
were to get nothing from it, she would have very little left, and no
means of providing some sort of home in which to nurse her husband
back to health and strength again.
So that it was with many a tremor that she re-entered the handsomely
furnished rooms, where she found Marie Laure already returned from
Paris, busily engaged in unpacking the new models which she had
brought over, and affecting as much care and secrecy over them as if
they had been royal robes.
Marie Laure received her effusively, though with the suspicious
dryness under all her compliments which made Audrey mistrust them.
She refused to talk about business that morning, and insisted on
enlisting Audrey’s services in the matter of the rearrangement of the
rooms, and in sundry other matters which occupied them both until well
into the afternoon, when, to Audrey’s annoyance, there streamed into
the rooms, in twos and threes, but at very short intervals, quite a
little crowd of the men who had been habitués at “The Briars” during
her tenancy of the house.
The firstcomers made a pretence of making purchases of bonnets and
laces, which Laure brought forward for Audrey to offer. But it was
soon evident to the unlucky nominal head of the firm that her
customers had other objects in view than these. There was a sort of
freemasonry among them which irritated and alarmed her; and she caught
an interchange of glances between them which sent the hot blood to her
cheeks.
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