But at the end of this involved
mental process his English sentences appeared correctly, and with
an accurate selection in the words.
"You must pardon the hour, Miss Carstair," he said, in his slow,
precise articulation, "but I am required to see you and it is the
only time I have."
Then his eyes caught the necklace on the table, and advancing
with two steps he stooped over it.
For a moment everything else seemed removed, from about the man.
His angular body, in its unfamiliar dress, was doubled like a
finger; his great head with its wide Mongolian face was close
down over the buhl top of the table and his finger moved the heap
of rubies.
The girl had a sudden inspiration.
"Lord Eckhart got these jewels from you?"
The man paused, he seemed to be moving the girl's words backward
through the intervening languages.
Then he replied.
"Yes," he said, "from us."
The girl's inspiration was now illumined by a further light.
"And you have not been paid for them?"
The man stood up now. And again this involved process of moving
the words back through various translations was visible - and the
answer up.
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