"It was impossible for me to go into full particulars with him. I could only give him a hint or two in order to convey to him some idea of the interest which the mystery, when solved, might have from a newspaper standpoint. Of course I wished to gain his a.s.sistance so that he might, perhaps, persuade you to help me in this matter."
"He seems to be quite willing that I should lend what aid I can," said Jennie; "but I must have full details before I promise. I have a good deal of work on hand, and, unless this case is interesting from a newspaper point of view, as you have just said, I don"t think that I should care to touch it."
"Oh, you will find it of great interest," the detective a.s.sured her with much eagerness. "It relates to the sudden and hitherto unexplained disappearance of a woman. That of itself is absorbing, for I may tell you, as one having a large experience, that there is nothing more difficult in this world than for any person, and more especially for a woman, to disappear entirely and leave no trace behind."
"I should have thought it quite easy," said Jennie, "especially in a large city like London."
"You have given expression to the universal opinion, but I pledge you my word that a completely successful disappearance is one of the most rare events that we detectives have to meet with in our line of investigation."
"Please tell me the story," said the girl; "then we can speak more understandingly about it."
The detective selected a packet of papers, one of many which occupied the end of his table. He slipped from it a rubber band which held the doc.u.ments together.
"The first act of the drama, if we may call it so, began at the d.u.c.h.ess of Chiselhurst"s ball."
"The d.u.c.h.ess of Chiselhurst"s ball!" echoed Jennie, with a shudder. "Oh, dear!"
The detective looked up at her.
"Why do you say "Oh, dear"?" he asked.
"Because," said the girl wearily, "I am tired hearing of the d.u.c.h.ess of Chiselhurst"s ball; there seems to have been nothing else in the papers for weeks past."
"It has excited a great deal of comment," a.s.sented the detective; "and, by the way, the _Daily Bugle_ had one of the best accounts of it that was printed in any newspaper."
"So I have heard," said Jennie carelessly, "but I most confess that I didn"t read that copy of the _Bugle_."
"You amaze me! I should have thought that would have been the first part of the paper to which any lady would turn. However, the report of the ball has nothing to do with what we have in hand. Now, you remember the Princess von Steinheimer, at whose castle I first had the pleasure of meeting you?"
"You had the pleasure of meeting me before that," said Jennie, speaking without giving thought to what she said.
"Really!" cried the detective, dropping his papers on the table; "and where was that?"
"Oh, well, as you have just said--it has nothing to do with this case. Perhaps I was wrong in saying you saw me; it would be more correct to say that I saw you. You must remember that you are a public character, Mr. Taylor."
"Ah, quite so," said the detective complacently, turning to his doc.u.ments again. "Now, the Princess von Steinheimer was invited to the d.u.c.h.ess of Chiselhurst"s ball, but she did not attend it."
"Are you sure of that?" said the girl. "I thought her name was among the list of those present."
"It was in the list, and that is just where our mystery begins. Someone else attended the ball as the Princess von Steinheimer; it is this person that I wish to find."
"Ah, then you are employed by the Duke of Chiselhurst?"
"No, I am not, for, strangely enough, I believe the Duke thinks it was actually the Princess who attended the ball. Only one man knows that the Princess was not present, one man and two women. Of the latter, one is the Princess von Steinheimer, and the other, the lady who impersonated her. The one man is Lord Donal Stirling, of the Diplomatic Service, whose name is no doubt familiar to you. Lord Donal has done me the honour to place the case in my hands."
"Why does his lordship wish to find this--this--fraudulent person?"
asked Jennie, speaking slowly and with difficulty.
"Because," said the detective, with the air of a man who knows whereof he speaks, "he is in love with her."
"What makes you think that?"
"I don"t think it, I know it. Listen to his description of her."
The detective chose a paper from among his pile of doc.u.ments, folded, labelled, and docketed for reference.
""The girl is of average height, or perhaps a trifle taller than the average; carries herself superbly, like a born d.u.c.h.ess. Her eyes are of a deep, velvety black--""
"Dear me!" cried the girl, "he describes her as if she were a cat!"
"Wait a moment," said the detective.
"I don"t see much trace of love in that," continued Jennie breathlessly.
"Wait a moment," repeated the detective. ""They light up and sparkle with merriment, and they melt into the most entrancing tenderness.""
"Good gracious!" cried Jennie, rising, "the conceit of the man is illimitable. Does he mean to intimate that he saw tenderness for himself in the eyes of a woman he had met for an hour or two?"
"That"s just it," said the detective, laughing. "You see the man is head over ears in love. Please sit down again, Miss Baxter, and listen. I know this sentimental kind of writing must be irksome to a practical woman like yourself, but in our business we cannot neglect even the slightest detail. Let"s see, where was I?--"tenderness," oh, yes. "Her hair is of midnight darkness, inclined to ripple, with little whiffs of curls imperiously defying restraint about her temples. Her complexion is as pure as the dawn, touched now and then with a blush as delicate as the petal of a rose.""
"Absurd!" cried Jennie impatiently. "The complexion of a woman at a ball! Of course, she put it on for the occasion."
"Of course," agreed the detective. "But that merely shows you how deeply in love he is. Lord Donal is quite a young man. He came up to this room to consult with me, and certainly he doesn"t know the difference between a complexion developed in a Surrey lane and one purchased in New Bond Street."
"Still, the blushing would seem to indicate that the complexion was genuine," retorted Jennie, apparently quite unflattered by Mr. Taylor"s agreement with the theory she herself had put forward.
"Oh, I don"t know about that. I believe modern science enables an enamelled woman to blush at will; I wouldn"t be sure of it, because it is outside of my own line of investigation, but I have understood such is the case."
"Very likely," a.s.sented Jennie. "What is that you have at the bottom of your packet?"
"That," said the detective, drawing it forth and handing it to the girl, "is her glove."
Jennie picked up the glove--which, alas! she had paid for and only worn on one occasion--and smoothed it out between her fingers. It was docketed "G; made by Gaunt et Cie, Boulevard Hausmann; purchased in Paris by one alleging herself to be the Princess von Steinheimer."
"You have found out all about it," said Jennie, as she finished reading the label.
"Yes, it is our business to do so; but the glove has not been of much a.s.sistance to us."
"How did he say he became possessed of the glove?" asked the girl innocently. "Did she give it to him?"
"No; he tore it from her hand as she was leaving him in the carriage. It seemed to me a most ungentlemanly thing to do, but of course it was not my business to tell Lord Donal that."
"So the glove has not been of much a.s.sistance to you. Tell me, then, what you have done, and perhaps I shall be the better able to advise you."
"We have done everything that suggested itself. We traced the alleged Princess from the Hotel Bristol in Pans to Claridge"s in London. I have a very clever woman in Paris who a.s.sisted me, and she found where the gloves were bought and where the dress was made. Did I read you Lord Donal"s description of the lady"s costume?"
"No, never mind that; go on with your story."
"Well, Claridge"s provided carriage, coachman and footman to take her to the ball, and this returned with her sometime about midnight. Now, here a curious thing happened. The lady ordered a hansom as she pa.s.sed the night-porter and shortly after packed off her maid in the cab."