And he
wouldn't tell what the thing was the thief had taken from him, except
that it was valuable. It does look as if he were determined to make the
case as black as possible against himself; but then, as I said before,
no doubt he has good reasons."
"He has no good luck, anyhow!" sighed Aunt Lil, who always liked Ivor.
"Rather not--so far. Why, one of the worst bits of evidence against him
is that the concierge of this house in the Rue de la Fille Sauvage
swears that though Dundas hadn't been in the place much above half an
hour when the detective arrived, he was there then _for the second
time_, that he admitted it when he came. The first visit he made,
according to the concierge, was about an hour before the second: the
concierge was already in bed in his little box, but not asleep, when a
man rang and an English-sounding voice asked for Monsieur Gestre. On
hearing that Gestre was away, the visitor said he would see the
gentleman who was stopping in Gestre's room. By and by the Englishman
went out, and on being challenged, said he might come back again later.
After a while the concierge was waked up once more by a caller for
Gestre, who announced that he'd been before; and now he vows that it was
the same man both times, though Dundas denies having called twice.
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