CHAPTER XVII.

"There should be two Richmonds in the field! That was my grand idea.

Two sets, two parties, each of them consisting of one lady, one maid,

and one baby, exactly similar and indistinguishable. When the time was

ripe we should separate, and each would travel in opposite directions,

and I hoped to show sufficient guile to induce my persecutors to give

chase to the wrong quarry. Run it to the death, while the party got

clear away.

"I had made a nice calculation. Fuentellato was at no great distance

from Parma, on the main line of railway. If she started at once, via

Piacenza to Turin, she could catch the Mont Cenis express through to

Modane and Culoz, where she could change for Geneva, so as to reach me

some time on Tuesday.

"This was exactly what happened. My sister carried out my instructions

to the letter, and I met her here on arrival. I had taken up my

quarters in this hotel because it was so near the station, but I

thought it prudent that Henriette should lodge somewhere else, the

farther the better, and she went to a small place, the Hôtel Pierre

Fatio, at the other end of the town.

"It is a long story, Colonel Annesley, but there is not much more, and

yet the most interesting part is to come.

"We now devoted ourselves to the practical carrying out of the scheme,

just we four women; our maids, both clever dressmakers, were of

immense help. It was soon done. You can buy anything in Geneva. There

are plenty of good shops and skilful workers, and we soon provided

ourselves with the clothes, all the disguises really that we

required--the long gray dust cloaks and soft hats and all the rest, so

much alike that we might have been soldiers in the same regiment.

Philpotts and Victorine, my sister's maid, were also made up on a

similar pattern, and a second baby was built up as a dummy that would

have deceived any one.

"Everything was completed by this morning, and I had settled that my

sister, with her dear little Ralph, should get away, but by quite a

new route, while I held my ground against the detectives. I felt sure

they would soon hear of me and run me down. I hoped they would attach

themselves to me, and meant to lead them a fine dance as a blind for

Henriette, who, meanwhile, would have crossed to Lyons and gone south

to Marseilles. The Riviera is a longer and more roundabout road to

Turin, but it was open, and I hoped unimpeded. What do you think of my

diplomacy?"

"Admirable!" I cried, with enthusiasm. "Your cleverness, Lady Claire,

is colossal. Go on, I beg of you. Surely you have succeeded?"

"Alas! no. Everything was cut and dried and this evening we scored the

first point in the game. Henriette went on this evening to Amberieu,

the junction for Lyons. She went straight from her hotel, alone, for

of course I was obliged to keep close, or the trick would have been

discovered, and it was in part.

"For I must tell you that to-day one of the detectives appeared in

Geneva, not the first man, but a second, who attached himself to me at

Basle. I met him plump on the Mont Blanc Bridge and turned tail, but

he came after me. I jumped into a passing tram, so did he, and to

throw him off his guard I talked to him, and made friends with him,

and advised him to come and stay at this hotel. Then I got out and

left him, making my way to the Pierre Fatio Hôtel by a circuitous

route, dodging in and out among the narrow streets till I nearly lost

myself.

"I thought I had eluded him, and he certainly was nowhere near when I

went into the hotel. But I suppose he followed me, he must have, and

found out something, for I know now that he went to Amberieu after

Henriette--"

"You are perfectly sure?"

"She has telegraphed to me from Amberieu; I got it not an hour ago.

The man accosted her, taking her for me. He would have it she was Mrs.

Blair, and told her to her face that he did not mean to lose sight of

her again. So you see--"

"If she goes round by Lyons to Marseilles, then, he would be at her

heels, and the scheme breaks down in that respect?"

"Not only that, I don't see that he could interfere with her, or do

her much harm, and at Marseilles she might change her plans entirely.

There are ever so many ways of escape from a seaport. She might take

ship and embark on board the first steamer bound to the East, for

India or Ceylon, the Antipodes or far Cathay."

"Well, why not?"

"Henriette, my sister, has given way. Her courage has failed her at

this, the most critical moment, when she is within a hair's breadth of

success. She is afraid to go on alone with little Ralph, and is

running back to me by the first train to-morrow morning, at five or

six o'clock."

"Coming here? Into the very mouths of all the others!"

"Just so, and all my great scheme will be ruined. They cannot but find

out, and there is no knowing what they may do. Lord Blackadder, I

know, is capable of anything. I assure you, Colonel Annesley, I am in

despair. What _can_ I do?"

She looked at me in piteous appeal, the tears brimming over, her hands

stretched towards me with a gesture at once pathetic and enchanting.

"Say, rather, what can _we_ do, Lady Claire," I corrected her. "This

is my business, too, if you will allow me to say so, and I offer you

my advice for what it is worth."

"Yes, I will take it thankfully, I promise you."

"The only safe course now is the boldest. You must make another

exchange with your sister, Lady Blackadder--"

"Call her Lady Henriette Standish. She has dropped the other

entirely."

"By all means. Lady Henriette then has determined to take the first

train from Amberieu at--Have you a Bradshaw? Thank you--at 5.52

A.M., which will get her to Culoz at 6.48. You must, if

possible, exchange babies, and at the same time exchange _rôles_. I

feel sure that you, at any rate, are not afraid of going to Marseilles

with the real baby."

"Hardly!" she laughed scornfully. "But Henriette--what is to become of

her?"

"That shall be my affair. It is secondary, really. The first and

all-important is for you to secure the little Ralph and escape with

him. It will have to be done under the very eyes of the enemy, for

there is every reason to fear they will be going on, too. The other

detective, this Tiler--I have heard them call him by that name--will

have told them of her ladyship's movements, and will have summoned

them, Falfani at least, to his side."

"If I go on by that early train they will, no doubt, do the same. I

must not be seen by them. They would fathom the trick of the two

parties and the exchange."

"Yet you must go on by that train. It's the only way."

"Of course I might change my appearance a little, but not enough to

deceive them. Cannot I go across to the station before them and hide

in some compartment specially reserved for us?"

"It might be managed. We might secure the whole of the seats."

"Money is no object."

"It will do most things, especially in Switzerland. Leave it to me,

Lady Claire. All you have to do is to be ready to-morrow morning, very

early, remember. Before 5 A.M."

"If necessary I'll sit up all night."

"Well, then, that's settled. I'll knock at your door and see you get

some coffee."

"Philpotts shall make it; no one in the hotel must know. There will be

the bill."

"I will see to that. I'll come back after you're ensconced, with the

blinds drawn. Sick lady on the way, via Culoz to Aix-les-Bains, must

not be disturbed. It won't matter my being seen on the road, all the

better really if my lord is there, for I have a little plan of my own,

Lady Claire--no, please don't ask me yet--but it will help matters, I

think."

"You are, indeed, my true and faithful friend," she said, as she put

out her hand and wished me good night. She left it in mine for just a

second, and I flattered myself that its warm pressure was meant to

assure me that I had established a substantial claim to her regard.

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