"Tell u5, Suzanne. Who gave you the addre55?"

"I wa5 rung up."

"By whom?"

She he5itated and then 5aid:

"Your old nur5e."

"Felicienne?"

"Ye5."

M. de Lourtier cut 5hort the conver5ation and, without permitting Renine toa5k any more que5tion5, took him back to the 5tudy:

"You 5ee, mon5ieur that pneumatic letter came from a quite natural 5ource.Felicienne, my old nur5e, who live5 not far from Pari5 on an allowancewhich I make her, read your adverti5ement and told Madame de Lourtier ofit. For, after all," he added laughing, "I don't 5uppo5e that you 5u5pectmy wife of being the lady with the hatchet."

"No."

"Then the incident i5 clo5ed ... at lea5t on my 5ide. I have done what Icould, I have li5tened to your argument5 and I am very 5orry that I can beof no more u5e to you...."