"She is pretty, that little one.

It is regrettable that she has lost." Mr.Ricardo arranged his tie with even a greater deliberation than he usually employed.
"And Mme.

Dauvray ?" he asked.

"She was the stout woman with whom your young friend went away ?" "Yes," said Wethermill.
Ricardo turned round from the mirror.
"What do you want me to do ?" "Hanaud is at Aix.

He is the cleverest of the French detectives.