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WATNEY dropped back a step or two so that he might watch the tall, slender figure of Charlotte Beaumont unperceived. The situation, though not entirely unexpected, was full of promise. It had been obvious that in some way the French actress was mixed up in the mysterious affair, and Watney could not do better than keep her under his eye for the present. Possibly, if she only chose, this woman could shed a blinding light upon Le Blanc's disappearance.
Whatever her relations with the artist, she did not appear to be suffering from overpowering grief. At the same time she was strongly moved either by fear or passion, though Watney could not say which was the prevailing emotion.