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The Rome Express by Arthur Griffiths
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The officials were now listening with all ears.

"Tell me," said the Chief, "quick, this woman--what was she like?
Did you get her description?"

"Tall, slight, well formed, dressed all in black. Her face--it was
a policeman who saw her, and he said she was good-looking, dark,
brunette, black hair."

"It is the maid herself!" cried the little Chief, springing up and
slapping his thigh in exuberant glee. "The maid! the missing
maid!"


CHAPTER XIV

The joy of the Chief of Detectives at having thus come, as he
supposed, upon the track of the missing maid, Hortense Petitpré,
was somewhat dashed by the doubts freely expressed by the Judge as
to the result of any search. Since Block's return, M. Beaumont le
Hardi had developed strong symptoms of discontent and disapproval
at his colleague's proceedings.

"But if it was this Hortense Petitpré how did she get there, by
the bridge Henri Quatre, when we thought to find her somewhere
down the line? It cannot be the same woman."

"I beg your pardon, gentlemen," interposed Block. "May I say one
word? I believe I can supply some interesting information about
Hortense Petitpré. I understand that some one like her was seen
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