Then Nikka and I had left Hugh and Watkins with the taxis in a side-street near the Madeleine, and bought the tickets at Cook's. We had returned to the taxis by a roundabout route, and resumed our crazy progress from one side of the river to the other and back again, now crawling up the slopes of Montmartre, now threading the narrow ways of the Isle4 du Cite, now buried in the depths of the Quartier, now spinning through the Bois. We had lunched at a roadhouse, and returned to the station just in time to climb aboard the train. And finally, instead of risking the separation entailed5 by patronage6 of the wagons7 lit, we had elected to seclude8 ourselves in a single compartment and sleep as best we could.
Hugh voiced the sentiments of three of us, when he stretched out his legs and exclaimed:
Nikka smiled.
"I'm sure I don't see 'ow any one could 'ave followed us, your ludship," replied the valet wearily. "I don't quite know where I am myself, sir."
"I fear you haven't any submerged criminal instincts, Watty," chaffed Hugh. "Now I find myself gettin' a bit of a thrill out of this hide-and-seek stuff. By Jove, I almost wish we had the police after us, too. That would be a treat!"
"A fair treat!" groaned13 Watkins. "I mean no disrespect, your ludship, and it may be there's no call for the remark, but glad I'll be when this treasure is safe in the bank and we can go 'ome to Chesby."
We all laughed.
"How about dinner?" I asked. "Shall we eat by shifts or—"
"What's the use?" returned Hugh. "We haven't anything that will do 'em any good, and besides, they're peekin' into all the compartments14 of the Orient Express at this moment."
So we adjourned15 together to the restaurant-car, dragging Watkins with us, much against his will; and we ate a jovial16 meal, all relieved by the relaxation17 in the strain which had been imposed upon us and enjoying the comic reluctance18 with which Watkins permitted himself to be forced to sit at the table with Hugh.
"Dammit, Watty!" Hugh finally explained. "You're not a valet on this trip. You're a brother adventurer. I don't want any valeting. I'm taking you along for the benefit of your strong right arm."
"All very well, your ludship," mourned Watkins, "but if the Servants' 'All ever 'ears of it it's disgraced I'll be. I couldn't 'old up me 'ead again."
"I'll take care of that. And do you think we'd leave you to eat by yourself? Suppose that pretty lady of yours came in and sat down beside you. What would you do?"
"I'd 'eave 'er out the window, your ludship," said Watkins simply.
We loafed through dinner, and complete darkness had shut down when we returned to our compartment.
"I say," exclaimed Nikka, as he switched on the light. "Was your bag up there when we left, Hugh?"
Hugh studied the arrangement of the luggage on the racks.
"Can't say," he admitted finally. "But it ought to show if it's been pawed over."
He hauled it down, and opened it. Everything apparently19 was in perfect order.
"Hold on, though," he cried, pursing his lips in a low whistle. "Watty, you packed this bag. Don't you usually put razors at the bottom?"
"Yes, your ludship."
"They're on top now. So are my brushes. Everything in order, but— What do you say to giving this train a look-over, Jack20? If there are any familiar faces aboard we ought to be able to spot them. Nikka, you and Watty can mount guard here and protect each other until we come back."
Our car was about in the middle of the train, and at my suggestion, Hugh went forward, while I followed the corridor toward the rear. I examined carefully the few persons standing21 and talking in the corridors, and violated Rule One of European traveling etiquette22 by poking23 my head into every compartment door which was open. But I did not see any one who looked at all like any of the members of Toutou's gang whom I knew. In fact, the passengers were the usual lot one sees on a Continental24 through-train.
I was returning and had reached the rear end of our car when I heard a scream just behind me and a door crashed open. I turned involuntarily. A woman in black, with a veil flying around her pale face, ran into the corridor, hesitated and then seized me by the arm.
"Oh, Monsieur! My husband! He is so ill," she cried in French. "He dies at this moment. I pray you, have you a flask25?"
The tears were streaming from her eyes; her face was convulsed with grief. I reached for my flask.
"Calm yourself, madame," I said. "Do you take this. I will ask the guard to help in finding a physician."
"Oh, no, no," she protested. "He has fallen. He is so heavy I cannot lift him. And he dies, monsieur! Oh, mon Dieu! Mon Dieu!"
I slipped past her into the compartment, flask in hand. One of the electrics was on, and by its light I discerned the body of a man huddled26 face down on the floor in the midst of a litter of baggage and wraps. I dropped the flask on one of the seats, and leaned over to hoist27 the man up. As I did so she reëntered and closed the door, still babbling28 brokenly in French.
"If you will help me, please, madame," I suggested. "He is very heavy, as you say."
"But gladly, monsieur. If you will turn him over—so that we may see if he breathes."
The man was breathing, stertorously29, long, labored30 gasps31. I could see very little of him, only an unusual breadth of shoulder and a sweeping33 black beard. But I experienced an odd sensation of distaste as I touched him, and snatched my hands away. The woman began to sob34.
"Oh, monsieur, he will choke! He will choke!"
I felt like a cur, and promptly35 braced36 my hands beneath his chest. I started to lift him—and my wrists were caught in a human vice37. So quickly that I could not follow his movements, the inert38 man on the floor had twisted me down beside him, his knee was on my chest, my wind was cut off, a pair of steel handcuffs fettered39 me, and as I opened my mouth to scream a cotton gag was thrust into place by the woman who had lured40 me in.
"Voilà!" she said complacently41, knotting the cords of the gag around my neck. "Or if you'd rather have it in American, Mr. Nash, you're it. Here, Toutou, get off him. You won't help by crushing his chest in."
She gave my captor a shove, and he rose with a growl42 and a menacing gesture of clawed hands to take a seat by the door. I could see now that he was Toutou or Teodoreschi, cleverly disguised. The black beard concealed43 his intensely pallid44 face and fell to his waist. A soft cloth hat hid the fine contour of his skull45. His immense chest was minimized by loose, ill-fitting clothes. And the evil green eyes, flaring46 with animal lusts47, were ambushed48 behind dark spectacles.
"Get up," said the woman.
She stooped and put her hands under my arm-pits, exerting a strength amazing for her size. I staggered up and collapsed49 on the seat opposite Toutou and as far away from him as I could get. I was weak from the vigor50 of his handling and the nausea51 his touch had aroused. Inwardly, I cursed myself for a fool. I had been neatly52 trapped at the very moment I was priding myself on being on the alert.
The woman sat down opposite me, tossed back the veil which had been hanging loosely around her face, picked up a vanity case and commenced to wipe a generous layer of powder from her cheeks.
She was of a Latin brunette type, with masses of wavy53 black hair, great lustrous54 brown eyes and a piquant55 beauty of face. As her profile was exposed to me my memory was jogged awake. She was Watkins's pretty lady! And I was reinforced in this conclusion when I recalled the muscle she had exhibited in helping56 me up, the off-hand expertness with which she had gagged me, performances reminiscent of the way the valet had been tripped and despoiled57 of his pistol.
After a muttered interchange of words with Toutou in a language I did not understand, she fastened her gaze on me, and evidently something of my thoughts was reflected in my face, for she burst out laughing.
"You can't make me out!" she jeered58 in an unmistakable American accent. "You're not the first, Mr. Nash. How is old Watkins? He knows Hélène, too, and I'll bet he never wants to see me again. I laugh whenever I think of him lying there on the floor gaping59 up into his own pistol. And say, you were lucky that day. I came near fetching a bomb with me, and if I had I sure would have piled it into that passage. Where would you have been then, eh?"
She chuckled60 impishly, and Toutou from the shadows at his end of the compartment—as I came to find out, the man had an animal's aversion for the light when his enemies were present—snarled61 a sentence that was partly French, partly something else.
"Your affectionate friend tells me to quit kidding and get down to business," she interpreted with a smile. "I'm going to take that gag out, Mr. Nash, and Toutou is going to sit beside you with his hand on the back of your neck, and if you so much as start to yip he'll break it just as if you were a chicken." Her eyes glinted harshly. "Do you get me? That goes."
I nodded my head. Toutou moved up beside me, and a shiver wrenched62 my spine63, as his hand unfastened the gag and enclosed my neck.
"We are perfectly64 safe," she continued. "You are my insane husband. We are Americans, and I am taking you to relatives in Italy. Toutou is the physician in charge of the case." She reached inside her bodice and produced some papers. "Here are your passport and a medical certificate. Everything is in order.
"The one question is: are you going to do business with us willingly or must we make you?"
I moistened my lips.
"I don't know what you mean," I answered as coolly as I could. "I haven't got anything you might want. Search me."
"I will."
She dug out every pocket. She opened my vest, felt for a money-belt, felt inside my shirt, took my shoes off, examined them carefully by flash-light, and made sure I had nothing in my socks. She was a methodical person, that lady. Having searched me, she put everything back in its proper place, drew on my shoes and laced them. Then she sat back and stared at me.
"And there was nothing in the baggage," she commented.
I grinned. But quickly subdued65 my amusement as Toutou snarled beside me and his steel fingers pressed until my neck was numb66.
"None of that, Toutou," she ordered sharply. "What about your friends, Mr. Nash?"
"None of them has anything."
"But you found something. You must have. What was it?"
She leaned forward, and her eyes bored into mine. I stared back uncompromisingly.
"I don't want to have to let Toutou hurt you," she warned softly.
At that something in me burst into flame.
"It doesn't matter what he does," I spat67 at her. "He can't make me tell you anything. As a matter of fact, I haven't anything definite, none of us has. But if we had, we wouldn't tell. I'll die before I help your gang."
That sounds like stage heroics, but I was in an exalted68 mood. I could feel Toutou's grip on my neck, and I imagined I didn't have long to live in any case.
"It's only a question of time," she went on. "You don't realize that you and your friends are alone in this. You have a great organization against you. You have as much chance as the fly after he touched the flypaper. All we have to do is to watch you, and at the worst we can take the treasure away from you when you find it."
"'There's many a slip'—" she quoted. "We don't believe in leaving anything unnecessarily to chance. You know, you are in a hopeless position, my friend. Why not talk sensibly? We can easily get rid of you and your friends, if we care to."
"You'll find it harder, the longer you delay," I flashed at her. "You are educating us."
She laughed as merrily as a convent schoolgirl.
"So I see." She leaned closer coaxingly71. "Now, just between the two of us—we're Americans, aren't we?—what did you find behind the chimney? After all, it was Toutou who really saw the point first."
"That's true," I agreed, "but we would have seen it."
"Oh, you would! Then what did you find? Come, let's get this over with! We'll make an accommodation. Think—"
There was a buzz of voices in the corridor. I heard a dry official monotone, then Hugh's clipped English French and Nikka's smooth accent.
"But he must be on the train, Monsieur—"
"Ah, but if—"
"There can be no question he is in one of the cars. What objection—"
"There are people who sleep, women who—"
"But surely we can search—"
The woman opposite me hissed72 one swift sentence to Toutou, and rose, crouching73 towards the door. Hugh's voice, tense and passionate74, thundered over the dispute:
"I don't give a damn for your rules! My friend is missing! I'm going to look—"
A hand rattled75 the knob of the door. Hélène ripped off her waist, dropped her skirt to the floor, and tumbled her hair over her shoulders—all in two consecutive76 movements. As she unlocked the door, she clutched her lingerie about her. Toutou reached up one hand, and twitched77 off the single light; his other hand compressed my neck and throat so that I could hardly breathe. Hélène, herself, pushed open the door.
"Why the disturbance78, messieurs?" she questioned silkily in French with the Parisian tang. "In here we have illness. Is it necessary—"
One look was enough for them, I suppose. It would have fixed79 me, I know. I heard Hugh's boyish gasp32, and Nikka's apology.
"It was a mistake, madame. A friend is missing. We thought—"
"Here there are only ourselves," she assured them holding the door wider.
Hugh cursed bluntly in Anglo-Saxon, and the guard joined his voice in hectic80 phraseology. Hélène slowly reclosed the door.
"The light once more, Toutou," she whispered, and then she sank on the seat and laughed as she had before like a schoolgirl on a lark81.
Toutou's face was demoniac despite beard and glasses. Hélène saw the purple flush on my cheeks, my straining nostrils82.
"Beast!" she hissed. And she slapped him with her bare hand. He cowered83 before her. She snatched the gag from my lap, and readjusted it. "Go!" She pointed84 her finger toward the other end of the compartment, and Toutou shambled away cat-fashion. "He will murder you yet, Mr. Nash," she said cheerfully. "And I don't want you to get it into your head that I am going to keep on saving you indefinitely."
She rearranged her hair, picked up her waist and skirt, and put them on as casually85 as though she was in her boudoir.
"This writing that you found," she resumed her questioning, "is it definite? You may nod or shake your head."
I did neither.
"Very well," she answered patiently. "We will try you further."
And for two hours she shot questions at me, attacking the problem from every conceivable angle, always with her eyes glued on my eyes, always vigilant86 for any sign of acquiescence87 or denial. At last Toutou barked an observation at her, and she leaned back a trifle wearily.
"We approach Lyons," she said. "I shall let you go this time, Mr. Nash, principally because if we killed you it might frighten your friends away. Above everything, if we cannot learn the secret first, we must get you to Constantinople."
Toutou took from one of their bags a length of stout88 rope, and tied my legs from ankle to knee. The train was already whistling for the station yards. Hélène donned hat and furs, and patted my shoulder.
"I wish you were with us, my friend. Ah, well, one wishes for the moon. Be of a stout heart, and remember that Hélène de Cespedes has saved you from the knife. I fancy we shall meet again, and as I said, I cannot promise always to be so kind-hearted."
She let Toutou collect their two bags, saw him to the door and then switched off the single light. They went out, the door closed, and I was in darkness. I strained at my bonds, but without success. Suddenly, the door was reopened. The head of Hélène de Cespedes showed against the lights in the corridor.
"Here is the key to those wristlets," she whispered, sliding it along the seat toward me. "Your friends can unlock them when they find you. I don't believe in being too hard on an enemy—not when you don't have to be. Well, so long, boy."
I chuckled to myself as the door clicked the second time. She was a character, and no ordinary woman, judging by her prowess in curbing89 Toutou's savage90 lusts. I was still reflecting on the amazing three hours I had experienced in that railway compartment, when the brakes took hold, and the train slowed to a stop between the brightly-lighted platforms of the Lyons station. There was the customary clatter91 of arriving and departing passengers. Footsteps sounded in the corridor outside; a hand wrenched at the door; and a guard bundled in, with two people behind him. As he turned on the light his face was a study in consternation92. The two people with him bolted pell-mell into the corridor, shrieking93 in terror. The guard stood fast, and stared at me, stroking his chin.
"Sacré bleu!" he muttered to himself. "Name of a Boche, the mad Englishman was right! I believe they have murdered his friend!"
But then I wriggled94 to attract his attention to the fact that I was alive, and the consternation on his face changed to cunning.
"But no," he reflected aloud. "It may be this is a criminal. Are there, perhaps, gendarmes95 in company with it? It is for the chef de gare—"
But at that moment Hugh, attracted by the rumpus the two startled passengers were making in the corridor, forced his way into the compartment, shoved the guard headlong on the floor and grabbed me by the arm.
"Are you all right, old man?" he cried. "For God's sake, what have they done with you?"
I motioned to the key on the seat, and he fitted it clumsily to the handcuffs. Nikka and Watkins ran in about this time; the guard regained96 his feet; the two passengers returned; some more people tried to climb on their shoulders to see what was going on; somebody else fetched the police.
To the latter I told a hasty cock-and-bull story. Bandits had assailed97 me, searched me for valuables which luckily I did not possess, and left me as I was found. I described Toutou and his companion exactly as they had appeared, sardonically98 convinced that they would be able to take care of themselves against any detectives the French provinces could boast; and the police, impressed by Hugh's title and our assertion that we had an important business engagement in Marseilles, placed no obstacles in the way of our departure.
So the express steamed out of Lyons ten minutes late, and Hugh and Nikka and Watkins escorted me back to our own compartment. And when I reached there, and was safe from observation, I jangled the handcuffs before their eyes and lay back and laughed until they thought I was hysterical99.
"It may have been funny for you," snapped Hugh. "It certainly wasn't for us. We were just getting ready to unload at Lyons, convinced that you had been thrown or fallen off the train."
"It's funny for all of us," I insisted, wiping the tears from my eyes. "It's a joke—on us. Don't you see it, Hugh? You were claiming that we had shaken them off, that we could sound the 'Stole Away.' And then they ransacked100 our baggage and kidnapped me on a crowded train. I tell you they are artists. There never was such a gang. And as for Watty's pretty lady, she is the greatest society villainness outside of the movies. Didn't you feel like a cur when she stood there in the door pulling her poor little undies together, with the hair tumbled in her eyes?"
"I'll say I did," answered Hugh with feeling. "That's score for them again."
Nikka grinned at both of us.
"Don't be downhearted, you chaps. The law of averages works in these affairs as in everything. And anyhow, I've got a plan."
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