Rainer?"
Sir Tancred's eyes flashed, and he looked as though he could not
believe his ears. Tinker laughed a gentle, joyful laugh.
"I mean no offence, sir," said the detective with some haste, at the
sight of Sir Tancred's face. "But I'm bound to look at it all ways."
"Just as you like," said Sir Tancred quietly. "Let Mr. Rainer go back,
or both of you go back. Only be quick!"
The millionaire had watched the faces of father and son with very keen
eyes while the detective had been speaking: "Off you go, Buist!" he
broke in. "I know where I am! Go, man! Go!"
The detective jumped out of the car, and Sir Tancred said, "Go to M.
Lautrec at the Police Bureau at Monte Carlo. He's the best man to set
things moving. Tell him to wire as far as Genoa: there's nothing like
being on the safe side." And Tinker started the car.
Two miles further on they came upon a peasant woman tramping slowly
along, with a heavy basket on her head. Tinker stopped the car, and
Sir Tancred asked her if she had seen a lady and a little girl walking
on the Corniche between that spot and Monte Carlo. She said she had
not seen a lady and a little girl walking, but a mile out of Monte
Carlo she had seen a lady and a little girl in a carriage with two
gentlemen; and the horses were galloping: oh, but they did gallop; they
had nearly run over her.
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