Celie." Hanaud reached out for the matches and lit a cigarette.
"Let us take first the maid, Helene Vauquier.

Forty years old, a Normandy peasant woman--they are not bad people, the Normandy peasants, monsieur--avaricious, no doubt, but on the whole honest and most respectable.

We know something of Helene Vauquier, monsieur.

See!" and he took up a sheet of paper from the table.

The paper was folded lengthwise, written upon only on the inside.