“Oh, my dear sister! don’t you think I suffered when I thought of your
impatience? But it was absolutely necessary I should show myself in
Water Street.”
“You have seen Mrs. Chevassat?”
“I come from her just now. She is quite at her ease. I am sure she has
not the slightest doubt that Miss Ville-Handry has killed herself; and
she goes religiously every morning to the Morgue.”
Henrietta shuddered.
“And M. de Brevan?” she asked.
Papa Ravinet looked troubled.
“Ah, I don’t feel so safe there,” he replied. “The man I had left in
charge of him has foolishly lost sight of him.”