The concierge's wife tells me that it has been torn from Victoire's dress." "I feared it," said M.Formery, taking the scrap of cloth from Mm.

"I feared foul play.

We must go to the well at once, send some one down it, or have it dragged." He was moving hastily to the door, when Guerchard said, in his husky, gentle voice, "I don't think there is any need to look for Victoire in the well." "But this scrap of cloth," said M.Formery, holding it out to him.
"Yes, yes, that scrap of cloth," said Guerchard.

And, turning to the Duke, he added, "Do you know if there's a dog or cat in the house, your Grace?
I suppose that, as the fiance of Mademoiselle Gournay-Martin, you are familiar with the house ?" "What on earth--" said M.Formery.
"Excuse me," interrupted Guerchard.

"But this is important--very important." "Yes, there is a cat," said the Duke.