"But the Abbess is a very dear friend of mine, and no bigot.

Oh, nothing of that kind, I assure you.

When I am in Paris I visit her once a week.

Yesterday, when I left her, she begged me to call here and deliver a message." "Then," I said, "you know this house ?" "Very well, indeed," she replied.

"It is the sign of the 'Hand and Glove,' one door out of the Rue Platriere.