It was not difficult, for, as if the good man had foreseen what happened, he had marked his bag 'Jean Picot, Wine Merchant at Fronsac, Bordeaux.'" "And you sent his money back to him ?" "I did better; I returned it to him." "At Fronsac ?" "Ah! no, but at Avignon.

I suspected that so careful a man would stop at the first large town to inquire what chance he had to recover his two hundred louis.

I was not mistaken.

I inquired at the inn if they knew citizen Jean Picot.

They replied that not only did they know him, but in fact he was then dining at the table d'hote.