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On the Friday before the crime was committed Mme Dauvray and

Celia dined at the Villa des Fleurs While they were drinking

their coffee Harry Wethermill joined them He stayed with them

until Mme Dauvray was ready to ether But there, in the throng of

people, they were separated

Harry Wetherood

lover should He had, it seemed, no eyes for any one else; and it

was not until a irl herself

noticed that Mme Dauvray was not with them

"We will find her easily," said Harry

"Of course," replied Celia

"There is, after all, no hurry," said Wether to leave us together"

Celia dimpled to a smile

"Mme Dauvray is kind to me," she said, with a very pretty

timidity

"And yet ht the blood into Celia's cheeks

But even while he spoke he soon caught sight of M by one of the tables; and near to her was Adele Tace

Adele had not yet made Mme Dauvray's acquaintance; that was

evident She was apparently unaware of her; but she was gradually

edging towards her Wetherht the san to turn in the