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eyes turned restle'ssly toward the
"Dear Madame Dubois," spoke
Dr. D'Arcey, "be calm. This
trouble, you told me, came sud
denly, and, I doubt not, rest and
medical treatment will cure your
She broke in : "I would rather
you saw him atone, doctor. He is
more excitable with me. Is there
not another door I can slip out
and wait in my coupe? Then,,
after I take him home, I will come
for your opinion and advice."
"The wisest thing you could
do, Madame Dubois. Have good
courage. I do not feel it a hope
less case," he replied, opening a
side door which led through a
narrow court to the main street.
"Humor him a Jittle at first,
'doctor," she entreated. "Let him
talk of his delusions. Oh, I know
you are wise. Ivtrust all to you
but he may he suspicious if I lin
She went hurriedly out.
Dr. D'Arcey watched for a mo
ment the flutter of her blue suit
and toss of white feathers with a
serious look as he turned to open
the other door.
Coming promptly at the sum
mons, M. Narbonne glanced hast
ily around the room.
"Where is madame?" he asked.
l'She has gone out for a few mo
ments. Be seated, M. Dubois."
"Narbonne," corrected the
young man. "Have you decided
-which bracelet you prefer for
A shadow of pain crossed the
doctor's face as he said quietly:
"I have no wife. We wjll speak"
of the' bracelets later. Sit down,
monsieur, and tell me of yourself.
You have been ill ?"
"Myself!" screamed the young
man, as into his heart shot sudden
terror. "What do you mean? I
was never ill in my life. Tell me
of the woman who brought me
here with three diamond brace
lets for you to make a choice and
said she was your wife Who is
she and where are the bracelets?"
With flashing eyes, blenched
hands and growing apprehension
he hurled these vehement ques
tions at the doctor.
The latter took him by the
shoulders and looked into his
eyes. Anger was there, bewil
derment, mistrust, but no insan
ity. His ruddy hue, steady gaze
and firm, vigorous poise bore
token of unusual strength and
"Can there be a plot here?" he
thought. "Tell me your story as
quickly as possible," he cried.
M. Narbonne did so, the words
tumbling after each other with,
nervous intensity, adding:
"These bracelets were worth 80,
000 francs. Telephone to my,
firm for the truth 01 my asser-
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the front of the house. No trace "-M
was there of madame or coupe,
and none of the servants had seen'
her drive away.
M. Narbonne's story was cor
roborated by Le Clair, Migy et'
Cie and a force of the cleverest,
detectives set immediately to
work; but never was found the;
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