I don't know how the document came in the box, though I suppose Ivor put it there to hide it from the police.

It was wrapped up in a towel; and it's quite clean." "I think," I said slowly, when she had finished her story, "that you have a right to set a high price on that document.

You are a brave girl." "It's not much to be brave for a man you love, is it?
And now I'm going to give the thing to you, because I trust you, Mademoiselle de Renzie.

I know you'll pay.

And I hope, oh, I _feel_, it won't hurt you as you think it will." Then, as if it had been some ordinary paper, she whipped from a long pocket of a coat she wore, the treaty.