"
"Was that the only reason that made you return?"
"Yes, that was it."
"You came back because Mr Larssen called you back?"
"Because I found that he was having me impersonated, and using my name
illicitly."
Olive turned on the shipowner with a sudden wild fury, her eyes shooting
fire and her lips quivering. "Why did you have Clifford impersonated?"
she hissed out.
Larssen was taken aback at this utterly unexpected onslaught. "That's
_his_ version!" he retorted.
"My husband says so--that's sufficient for me!"
"Then I can't argue."
"Do you deny it?"
"Emphatically!"
"You told me Clifford was in Canada, when all the time you knew he was
at Arles. Didn't you tell me that?"
"To save his face."
"How?"
"Obviously because I knew he was dallying at Arles and Nimes with this
Verney woman. You haven't heard one-tenth of the facts yet. You haven't
heard that he stayed in the same hotel with her at Arles. Went with her
to Nimes when the hotel people began to object. At Nimes, for decency's
sake, they stayed at different houses, but he had her hanging around his
villa. Went lovemaking with her in the moonlight up to a quiet place on
the hillside. Then, had her live with him in the Villa Clementine.
Finally, took her to Wiesbaden. These are all facts for which I can
bring you irrefutable evidence. I had my secretary shadowing him from
the moment he left Paris."
Olive turned on her husband with another lightning change of mood.
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