England -- Fiction; Political fiction; Politicians -- Fiction; Spy stories
"What a good fellow you are!" I cried joyfully, rising and shaking his
hand. "Some day I hope to be able to perform a service for you."
"Let's hope so, old chap," he answered cheerily, but next second his
face assumed a grave expression, as he added, "Take my advice now, and
do not let any of Sonia's wild allegations disturb you. She certainly
is too expert an adventuress to tell you anything to your own advantage,
although whatever she does reveal will be to the detriment of the woman
you love."
"Why are you so certain of this?" I inquired quickly, in genuine
surprise.
"I have strong reasons for anticipating the course she will adopt," he
answered ambiguously. "I therefore give you warning."
"It seems that she is acquainted with Ella," I observed.
"Yes, from Renouf's report. But remember my words, and don't be led
away by any of her false statements. Do not forget that there is a very
strong motive why she should denounce Miss Laing--a motive you will
perhaps discover ere long," and he smiled mysteriously.
"Very well," I exclaimed, after a brief pause. Then again shaking his
hand, I left, after expressing thanks and promising to send Juckes to
the Embassy that evening.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN.
SOME SURPRISES.
Several weeks passed uneventfully. In fulfilment of my promise to Sonia
I had obtained the required permit and taken it personally to Pembroke
Road on the same evening, but on arrival there discovered that the
pretty Russian had been unexpectedly summoned to the bedside of a sick
friend. She had, however, left a note with the English maid asking me
to enclose the document in an envelope and leave it.
"I regret it is impossible for me to be at home to receive you," she
wrote in French, "but I have every confidence that you will secure me
what I require. If you leave it for me I will, in return, write down
and send you the facts I promised to reveal. Time presses, therefore
kindly excuse my haste. I shall always remember your kindness and be
ready to render you any service in return."
This was disappointing. I had hoped to hear from her own lips her
promised revelations, but this being impossible, I enclosed the special
permit in an envelope, sealed it and left it, together with a brief note
warning her that she was being carefully watched by police agents, and
promising to call next day and bid her farewell.
When on the following morning I presented myself at her house, I was
informed by the maid that mademoiselle had left early to visit her sick
friend, and that she would not return till evening. Inquiry showed that
she had received my letter, and when at eight o'clock that night I again
called in the expectation of obtaining the fulfilment of her promise to
tell me of Ella, I found her still absent, and gathered from the servant
that she had taken a travelling-trunk with her. I concluded that she
had left secretly for Russia.
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