When she had entered, she locked the door.

She passed at once to a huge secretary, of which the key was small as a fairy's work.

She opened it with ease by one of the counterfeits.

No love-correspondence--the first object of her search, for she was woman--met her eye.

What need of letters, when interviews were so facile?
But she soon found a document that told all which love-letters could tell,--it was an account of the moneys and possessions of Madame Bellanger; and there were pencil notes on the margin: "Vautran will give four hundred thousand francs for the lands in Auvergne,--to be accepted.