Red Széll

Lady Frances, as he informed me, had stayed there for several weeks.

She had been much liked by all who met her.

Her age was not more than 40.

She was still handsome and bore every sign of having in her youth been a very lovely woman.

Monsieur Moser knew nothing of any valuable jewellery, but it had been remarked by the servants that the heavy trunk in the ladies' bedroom was always scrupulously locked.

Marie Devine, the maid, was as popular as her mistress.

She was actually engaged to one of the head waiters in the hotel, and there was no difficulty in getting her address.

It was 11 Rue de Trajan, Montpellier.

All this I jotted down and felt that Holmes himself could not have been more adroit in collecting his facts.

Only one corner still remained in the shadow.

No light which I possessed could clear up the cause for the lady's sudden departure.

She was very happy at Lausanne.

There was every reason to believe that she intended to remain for the season in her luxurious rooms overlooking the lake.

And yet she had left at a single day's notice, which involved her in the useless payment of a week's rent.

Only Jules Vibard, the lover of the maid, had any suggestion to offer.

He connected the sudden departure with the visit to the hotel a day or two before of a tall, dark-bearded man.

Un sauvage, un véritable sauvage, cried Jules Vibard.

The man had rooms somewhere in the town.

He had been seen talking earnestly to Madame on the promenade by the lake.

Then he had called.