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M. Boirac bowed his head while the others read this unhappy note. He seemed overcome with emotion, and there was silence in the Chiefs room for a few seconds. The sun shone gaily in with never a hint of tragedy, lighting up that bent figure in the arm-chair, and bringing into pitiless prominence details that should have been cloaked decently in shadow, from the drops of moisture on the drawn brow to the hands clenched white beneath the edge of the desk. Then, as they waited, he pulled himself together with an effort and continued:
Thats unfortunate for me and for him too, I fancy. Can you tell me where I should find him?
I did. I thought the whole thing absurd and annoying, but I did not doubt it. You see, I had actually entered for the lottery with Le Gautier, and fifty thousand francs was the sum we would have made, had we been lucky. I did think at first it was a practical joke on Le Gautiers part, but he is not that kind of man, and I at last concluded it was genuine.
Would Watty come in?
On Tuesday. Yes, monsieur.
Yes, that part is, but the rest, all that about a bet and a cask, is wholly false.
Burnley got into the same position, and looked at the carpet.
Now, this typewritten letter, signed Le Gautier. Did you believe it was genuine?
Your heartbroken
That is quite clear, thank you, said La Touche.
I neednt say I would infinitely prefer not to go. However, if you assure me it is necessary, I can have no choice in the matter.
La Touche rose and bowed.
Opposite the hall door he had noticed a little gate in the hedge, and he retraced his steps to this and with infinite care opened it and passed silently through. Keeping well in the shadow of the hedge and under the trees, he crept down again opposite the yard door and reconnoitred.
Here was fresh confirmation. It was obvious the waiter could not have invented his tale, and La Touche left utterly convinced that Boirac had indeed lunched at the caf and sent the messages.
Such an assumption made all the circumstances more serious and explained partly the sending of the cask, but it did not, so far as the Inspector could see, throw light on the method of doing so. But when he came to the fourth paragraph he saw that it might easily bear two meanings. He read it again:
The second point was to produce a letter purporting to be from my wife to myself, in which she would say she loved Felix and had gone away with him. I had not time to write one then, but for temporary purposes I put an old letter of my own into a new envelope, addressing it to myself as best I could in my wifes hand. This I left on my desk.
I want, he said to the salesman who came forward, to buy a second-hand machine. Can you let me see some?
Determined to lose no time in completing his work, Martin returned direct to the offices of Messrs Clifford and Lewisham. But there the days work was over, and all but one or two junior clerks had already left. The doctor therefore made an appointment for the next day and, with a glow of righteous self-satisfaction, went home to tell his family what he had done.
I thank you, monsieur.
Burnley agreed, and when they had had some lunch they rang up the S?ret from the nearest call office.
And the hotel?