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"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.
Daniel went down promptly; and, when he came back, he held in his hand a bundle of faded and crumpled papers, which he handed to Papa Ravinet, with the words, "Here they are!" Strange as it may seem, when the old gentleman touched these letters, impregnated with the peculiar perfume affected by Sarah Brandon, he trembled and turned pale.
Nothing could be seen but the reddish glow of the charcoal, which was slowly going out under a little heap of white ashes in two small stoves. No one ventured to enter. But Papa Ravinet had not gone so far to stop now, and remain in the passage. "Where is the window?" he asked the concierge. "On the right there." "Very well; I'll open it."
Daniel felt it; and hence he said, without hesitating any longer, but looking stealthily at Henrietta's face, "Since that is so, I will not conceal from you that the Countess Sarah has written me a dozen letters of at least extraordinary nature." "You have kept them, I hope?" "Yes; they are all in one of my trunks." Papa Ravinet was evidently much embarrassed; but at last he said,
At last Papa Ravinet had touched the right chord. The poor girl was deeply moved; and the tears started in her eyes. She said in a low voice, "There are secrets which cannot be revealed." "Not even when life and honor depend on them?" "Yes." "But" "Oh, pray do not insist!" If Henrietta had known the old merchant, she would have read in his eyes the satisfaction which he felt.
Besides, he had been looking after you a long time already." As soon as Henrietta opened her eyes, Papa Ravinet had discreetly withdrawn, in order to leave the ladies, who were about her, time to undress her. Thus she had not seen the man who had saved her, and did not understand the allusions of the old woman. "Explain, madam, explain!" "Ah, upon my word! that is not difficult.
For such pay, the lean horses of any cab become equal to English thoroughbreds; and in three-quarters of an hour Daniel was installed in his room at the hotel, and waited with anxiety the return of the waiter. Now that he was really here, a thousand doubts assailed him: "Had he understood Papa Ravinet correctly? Had the good old man given him the right directions?
Gradually, however, after having exhausted all conjectures, and after having discussed all contingencies, Henrietta became silent. When it struck half-past three, she said once more, "Ah! M. Ravinet is at the Lyons station now." Then her hand became less and less active in drawing the worsted, her head oscillated from side to side, and her eyelids closed unconsciously.
I will see to it that my sister and Miss Ville-Handry shall have taken rooms there before you reach Paris; and you may be sure, that, in less than a quarter of an hour after your arrival, you will hear news. But, heavens, how near we are! I must make haste." Upon Daniel's request, the ship lay by long enough to allow Papa Ravinet and his sailor to get back again into their boat without danger.
At the same hour when Papa Ravinet, on the deck of "The Saint Louis," was pressing Daniel's hand, and bidding him farewell, there were in Paris two poor women, who prayed and watched with breathless anxiety, the sister of the old dealer, Mrs. Bertolle, the widow; and Henrietta, the daughter of Count Ville-Handry.
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