But the house?
Could you not search it ?" "That would be to scare him finally." "You have made no perquisition there ?" "None.

I have heard," Blondel continued, hesitating as if he had not quite made up his mind to speak, "some things--strange things in respect to the house.

But I will tell you more of that when I know more." He was too clever to state that he held the house in suspicion for sorcery and kindred things.

Charges such as that spread, he knew, upwards from the lower classes, not downwards to them.

The poison, disseminated as he had known how to disseminate it, by hints and innuendoes dropped among his officers and ushers, was already in the air, and would do its work.