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had been recommended to Monsieur Girard, and complications might arise
if George Sandford suddenly turned into Ivor Dundas. Besides, as there
were a good many things which I did not want brought to light, Sandford
seemed the man to fit the situation. Later, he could easily disappear
and leave no trace.
I said that I had been robbed of a thing which was of immense value to
me, but as it was the gift of a lady whose name must not on any account
appear in the case, I did not wish to consult the police. All I asked of
Monsieur Girard's well-known ability was the discovery of the supposed
thief, whom I thereupon described. I added the fact that we had
travelled together, mentioned the incident at the gangway, and explained
that I had not suspected my loss until I arrived at the Elysee Palace
Hotel.
Girard listened quietly, evidently realising that I talked to him from
behind a screen of reserve, yet not seeking to force me to put aside
that screen. He asked several intelligent questions, very much to the
point, and I answered them--as seemed best. When he touched on points
which I considered too delicate to be handled by a stranger, even a
detective in my employ, I frankly replied that they had nothing to do
with the case in hand. Shrugging his shoulders almost imperceptibly, yet
expressively, he took my refusals without comment; and merely bowed when
I said that, if the scoundrel could be unearthed within twenty-four
hours, I would pay a hundred pounds: if within twelve, a hundred and
fifty: if within six, two hundred. I added that there was not a second
to waste, as the fellow might slip out of Paris at any minute; but
whatever happened, Monsieur Girard was to keep the matter quiet.
The detective promised to do his best, (which was said to be very good),
held out hopes of success, and assured me of his discretion. On the
whole, I was pleased with him. He looked like a man who thoroughly knew
his business; and had it not been for the solemn warning of the Foreign
Secretary, and the risk for Maxine, I would gladly have put more
efficient weapons in Girard's hands, by telling him everything.
By the time that the detective had been primed with such facts and
details as I could give, it was past ten o'clock. I could see my way to
do nothing more for the moment, and as I was half famished, I whizzed
back in my hired automobile to the Elysee Palace Hotel. There I had food
served in my own sitting-room, lest George Sand
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