'Nevertheless he was implicated in it, but went away from Paris the
day Braulard was arrested,' answered Vandeloup. 'The police tried to
find him, but could not; if they had, it might have made some
difference to the prisoner.'
'And the name of this Englishman?'
'Let me see,' said Vandeloup, looking up reflectively; 'I almost
forget it--Kestroke or Kestrike, some name like that. He must have
been a very clever man to have escaped the French police.'
'Ah, hum!' said the doctor, rubbing his nose, 'very interesting
indeed; strange case!'
'Very,' assented M. Vandeloup, as he arose to go, 'I must say good-
bye now, doctor; but I am coming up to Ballarat on a visit shortly.'
'Ah, hum! of course,' replied Gollipeck, also rising, 'and we can
have another talk over this book.'
'That or any book you like,' said Vandeloup, with a glance of
surprise; 'but I don't see why you are so much taken up with that
volume; it is not a work of genius.'
'Well, no,' answered Gollipeck, looking at him; 'still, it contains
some excellent cases of modern poisoning.'
'So I saw when I read it,' returned Vandeloup, indifferently. 'Good-
bye,' holding out his hand, 'or rather I should say au revoir.'
'Wine?' queried the Doctor, hospitably.
Vandeloup shook his head, and walked out of the room with a gay
smile, humming a tune. He strolled slowly down Lydiard Street,
turning over in his mind what the doctor had said to him.
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