“Was she upset?” the Marquis asked.
“She was very sympathetic and commiserated with me in every possible way. But she naturally did not offer to give me back what I had given her to send to Paris.”
“To Paris?” the Marquis quizzed.
“It’s a good friend she has there who is arranging everything,” Charles said. “When he has the money in his hand, he has it conveyed somehow to the country involved and straight into the Ruler’s hands. This means that no one else, as far as I know, has any idea of what is going on.”
The Marquis was silent for a moment and then he observed,
“I don’t like the sound of it, Charles, and what is more I am suspicious.”
Charles looked at him in surprise.
“Suspicious,” he queried, “of what?”
The Marquis hesitated for a moment.
“I think that the man in Paris m
