The Vestibule Limited Mystery — page 46: what you’re looking at

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THE VESTIBULE LIMITED MYSTERY. 37 between the nun and the vellow- faced female attendant seated in the section with the Jew. At mention of the magnificent: diamonds, the colonel frowns and grits his teeth. | “The fool!” he mutters, “so blind, so utterly - blind. It is the worst folly I have ever seen.” I take up the cudgels for Robert. ._ “You cannot blame him so much. That girl’s face is enough to bewitch Satan himself. I’m an old campaigner, colonel, you know’ you always called me a woman hater, though I never deserved that name. But even I declare that that girl, under certain conditions, mind you, could have made a foolof me. I never saw such a natural born en- chantress.” Acton shrugs his shoulders. “Tf that is-the case, Craig, I suppose I shouldn’t blame a hot-blooded young fellow like Robert Ham- mond so much.” “He has been led on and ideo: I have no doubt he believes that girl is an angel, and would quickly resent, as a deadly insult, any suggestion reflecting on her character.” _ “T am sure of it, under the circumstances,” he re- plies significantly. With that I turn upon him. “Now let me know what you have learned.” “Softly, Craig,” as the porter passed by to light up the car with a flash of electric power. We have been speaking in low tones all the time, caution being one of our natural attributes. The rush of the train deadens sounds, so that there is hardly any chance of a word we may utter reach- ing other ears. “Judging from what you have seen, you believe Po Pine Ree comicboo cS €o m 7