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"But how did you go from the opera to Mme. d'Ersingen's?" For the first time, Mme. Fauville seemed to understand that she was the victim of a regular cross-examination; and her look and attitude betrayed a certain uneasiness. She replied: "I took a motor cab." "In the street?" "On the Place de l'Opéra." "At twelve o'clock, therefore?" "No, at half-past eleven: I left before the opera was over."
Mechanically he observed Perenna, who passed him a slip of paper, saying: "Mme. d'Ersingen's telephone number." M. Desmalions murmured: "Yes, true, they may know " And, taking down the receiver, he asked for number 325.04. He was connected at once and continued: "Who is that speaking?... The butler? Ah!
"The Auverards offered me a seat in their box at the opera; and you yourself asked me to look in at Mme. d'Ersingen's party afterward " "So I did, so I did," he said. "It escaped my memory; I am working so hard." She finished buttoning her gloves and asked: "Won't you come and fetch me at Mme. d'Ersingen's?" "What for?" "They would like it." "But I shouldn't. Besides, I don't feel well enough."
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