The millionaire gasped and spluttered.
Germaine stood staring helplessly at her gasping sire.
"Whatever's the matter ?" she said.
"It's this letter," said the Duke.

"A letter from Lupin." "I told you so--I said that Lupin was in the neighbourhood," cried Germaine triumphantly.
"Firmin--where's Firmin ?" said the millionaire, dragging himself upright.

He seemed to have recovered a great deal of his voice.

"Oh, there you are!" He jumped up, caught the gamekeeper by the shoulder, and shook him furiously.
"This letter.

Where did it come from?
Who brought it ?" he roared.
"It was in the letter-box--the letter-box of the lodge at the bottom of the park.