Giry alive, if Moncharmin had not been there! But Moncharmin protected her.

He resumed his questions: "What sort of envelope did you put in M.Richard's pocket?
It was not the one which we gave you, the one which you took to Box Five before our eyes; and yet that was the one which contained the twenty-thousand francs." "I beg your pardon.

The envelope which M.le Directeur gave me was the one which I slipped into M.le Directeur's pocket," explained Mme.
Giry.

"The one which I took to the ghost's box was another envelope, just like it, which the ghost gave me beforehand and which I hid up my sleeve." So saying, Mme.

Giry took from her sleeve an envelope ready prepared and similarly addressed to that containing the twenty-thousand francs.
The managers took it from her.