It may be as well to be able to say that I have been there for dejeuner.

These little things, monsieur--ah, well! we who understand think of them.

And since I am here," he added, holding out his hand-- Selingman nodded and took out his pocket-book.

He counted out the notes in silence and passed them over.

The assassin dropped them into his pocket.
"Au revoir, Monsieur le Gros!" he exclaimed, waving his hand.