It was for a thousand pounds," repeated Max, "and the whole
of that amount had been drawn out."
"The whole thousand?"
"The whole thousand; nom d'un p'tit bonhomme! The whole thousand!
Acting, as I have said, upon the information in this always priceless
letter, I confronted Madame Jean and the manager of the bank with each
other. Morbleu! 'This,' he said, 'is Mira Leroux of London!'"...
"What!" cried Cumberly, seemingly quite stupefied by this last
revelation.
Max spread wide his palms, and the flexible lips expressed sympathy with
the doctor's stupefaction.
"It is as I tell you," he continued. "This Madame Jean had been posing
as Mrs. Leroux, and in some way, which I was unable to understand,
her signature had been accepted by the Credit Lyonnais. I examined the
specimen signature which had been forwarded to them by the London County
and Suburban Bank, and I perceived, at once, that it was not a case of
common forgery. The signatures were identical"...
"Therefore," said Cumberly, and he was thinking of Henry Leroux, whom
Fate delighted in buffeting--"therefore, the Credit Lyonnais is not
responsible?"
"Most decidedly not responsible," agreed Max. "So you see I now have
two reasons for coming to London: one, to visit the London County and
Suburban Bank, and the other to find.
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