somebody give me a safety-pin!" And we also know how, at the same moment, Remy, who had no safety-pin, was received by Moncharmin, while a boy procured the pin so eagerly longed for.

And what happened was this: Moncharmin first locked the door again.

Then he knelt down behind Richard's back.
"I hope," he said, "that the notes are still there ?" "So do I," said Richard.
"The real ones ?" asked Moncharmin, resolved not to be "had" this time.
"Look for yourself," said Richard.

"I refuse to touch them." Moncharmin took the envelope from Richard's pocket and drew out the bank-notes with a trembling hand, for, this time, in order frequently to make sure of the presence of the notes, he had not sealed the envelope nor even fastened it.

He felt reassured on finding that they were all there and quite genuine.