“No? Still I hoped you might recollect those pearls. They were the finest I ever had in my hands.”
Goldsturmer spoke in a tone of pained regret. It seemed to him a sad thing that there should be any man in the world who took no interest in pearls.
“Madame Ypsilante bought them,” said Goldsturmer.
“There’s no use coming to me,” said Gorman, “if you’ve failed to get your money. I’ve nothing to do with the lady.”
Goldsturmer smiled.
“She paid,” he said. “Otherwise she would not have got the pearls. There was another lady who might have bought them, an American, a Miss Donovan.”
“But Madame got them,” said Gorman.
“Yes. But perhaps Miss Donovan might have them now, through me, at the original price.”
Gorman began to be interested.