Can you tell me, Felicia, that he was not in Paris then ?" "Of course not!" she answered, shivering a little.
"Then he has a wonderful double," I declared.
"What is this that is in your mind about him ?" she asked.
"I believe," I answered, "that he is personating some one, or rather I have believed it.

I believe that he is personating some one else, and is afraid of being recognized by those who know." "Will it satisfy you," she said slowly, "if I tell you, upon my honor, Capitaine Rotherby, that he is indeed my uncle ?" "I should believe you, Felicia," I answered.

"I should then feel disposed to give the whole affair up as insoluble." "That is just what I want you to do," she said.

"Now, listen.

I tell you this upon my honor.