Celie running from the room to put on the black gown which would not be visible in the dim light.
"Whilst I took off mademoiselle's dress," Vauquier continued, "she said: 'When I have gone down to the salon you can go to bed, Helene.
Mme.

Adele'-- yes, it was Adele--'will be fetched by a friend in a motorcar, and I can let her out and fasten the door again.

So if you hear the car you will know that it has come for her.'" "Oh, she said that!" said Hanaud quickly.
"Yes, monsieur." Hanaud looked gloomily towards Wethermill.

Then he exchanged a sharp glance with the Commissaire, and moved his shoulders in an almost imperceptible shrug.

But Mr.Ricardo saw it, and construed it into one word.