Tardif was the thief of that document in your hands." "Yes, this--will!" he said musingly, an evil glitter in his eyes.

"Its delivery has been long delayed.

Posts and messengers are slow from Pontiac." "Monsieur will hear what I have to say?
You have the will, your rights are in your hands.

Is not that enough ?" "It is not enough," he answered, in a grating voice.

"Let us be plain then, Madame, and as simple as you please.