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“No use asking me that! Ask the girl, or ask that Mr. Cardozo that she says she was out half the night with on Wednesday! Why, if it wasn’t for that, he’d have been arrested by now. Everyone in the police don’t hold his tongue, and you can take it from me that’s a fact. And no use telling me the girl is doing it for nothing.”
It was at this moment that Miss Silver decided to wear her thicker shoes. She closed the door softly upon Beeston instructing Mrs. Rogers that she was not to repeat what he had said and went back to her room. As she tied her shoe-laces she considered Beeston’s words. They assumed no more than she already suspected, but that Marie should be behaving in a ma
She emerged from the front door and walked the short distance to Sea View without giving a single thought to the fact that she was wearing the heavier shoes.
Arriving, she was informed by Marie Bo
“I have told her that she would be better to take a little repose in this heat. What she goes for, it will do just as well later on. Apples, they do not take long to cook, but will she listen! Jamais de la vie! She is not one of those who can be still- she must be here, she must be there, she must be everywhere at once! For me, I would not trouble myself to have a house like this! One goes out, one comes in, one does not rest! I do not find that amusing!”
Miss Silver observed Marie with attention. There was a flush upon her cheeks and a sparkle in her eyes. The usual discretion of her ma
“No, it would not be at all amusing-for you. You are pla
Marie tossed her head.
“What is there to stay for? When I see a chance I take it!”
“And such a chance has come your way?”
The trend towards impertinence became more definite.
“That is my affair!”
The point was conceded.
“Yes, that is true. But there are chances which may lead into dangerous places. To make an advantage for oneself out of something one knows or guesses-that may be a very dangerous thing to attempt.”
There was a spark of anger in the dark eyes, but the lashes came down and veiled it.
“I do not know what you mean, ma’mselle.”
Miss Silver regarded her gravely. The air of excitement, of independence, the whole circumstances surrounding her association with José Cardozo, prompted suspicions which were deepening rapidly. She said,
“If you know what is embarrassing to someone else, it may easily become a danger to yourself. If you ask a reward for your silence you are breaking the law, and the punishment may be severe. So there is danger in two directions. You have been in England for a good many years-perhaps you know the meaning of blackmail. In your own language the word is, I believe, chantage.”
Marie Bo
“But ma’mselle-”
Miss Silver’s suspicions were confirmed. If there had been no foundation for them, Marie would certainly have lost her temper. That she was taking a good deal of trouble to control it could only mean one thing. She said,
“That is all, Marie. I do not suppose that Miss A
It was, to be correct, two whole days and the greater part of a third since Miss Silver had paid her usual visit-not in fact since the Wednesday evening when Alan Field was still alive and Mrs. A
Marie hesitated, but only for the moment. She knew very well that Miss A
Miss Silver entered Mrs. A
“You don’t come and see me any more.”
Miss Silver smiled.
“I am paying a short visit at Cliff Edge.”
“To Esther Field? No, it is not her house, is it-it is Carmona’s. She is Carmona Hardwick now. Darsie says I forget things, but I haven’t forgotten that. We knew them so well in the old days, and she was engaged to Alan too. That was after he went away and left Darsie and everything went wrong-quite a long time afterwards. But he left Carmona too. He was like that, you know-he made them care, and then he went away.” The straying voice became suddenly hard and angry. “He was wicked! Girls don’t know enough-they ought to know more. He was wicked, and that is why he had to be punished! Wickedness always has to be punished!” She had become very much flushed and was speaking rapidly. “He has been punished, you know-somebody stabbed him, and he is dead. The knife was sticking up out of his back-he was quite dead. He won’t make love to any more girls and leave them. It was a wicked thing to do, and he has been punished for it. You would never think how pretty Darsie was-and such high spirits too-”
The door opened and Miss A
“My mother is not well enough to see visitors, Miss Silver. I must ask you to go. Marie should have known better than to let you in.”
Miss Silver rose to her feet. She showed no sign of offence as she said,
“Pray do not blame her. I am afraid I just walked in. Let us leave Mrs. A
There was a moment before Darsie A
In the study Miss A