thank you." He turned to the Duke and said, "Did you hear that, your Grace?
The gardener says that you were the only person in his hot-houses yesterday, the only person who could have plucked any pink salvias." "Does he ?" said the Duke carelessly.
Guerchard looked at him, his brow knitted in a faint, pondering frown.
Then the door opened, and Bonavent came in: "I've been through Victoire's room," he said, "and all I could find that might be of any use is this--a prayer-book.

It was on her dressing-table just as she left it.

The inspector hadn't touched it." "What about it ?" said Guerchard, taking the prayer-book.
"There's a photograph in it," said Bonavent.

"It may come in useful when we circulate her description; for I suppose we shall try to get hold of Victoire." Guerchard took the photograph from the prayer-book and looked at it: "It looks about ten years old," he said.

"It's a good deal faded for reproduction.