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Lowndes, Marie Adelaide Belloc, 1868-1947

"The Chink in the Armour"

Did not your friend
tell you it made talk?"
"Yes," said Sylvia.
"'E 'ad not much money on 'is person," repeated Madame Wachner, "but
still there was a good deal more than was found in 'is bed-room. That, of
course, was 'anded over to the authorities. They insisted on keeping it."
"But I suppose his family got it in the end?" said Sylvia.
"No. 'E 'ad no family. You see, our friend was a Russian nobleman, but
he had also been a Nihilist, so 'e 'ad concealed 'is identity. It was
fortunate for us that we 'ad got to know an important person in the
police; but for that we might 'ave 'ad much worry"--she shook her head.
"They were so much annoyed that poor Sasha 'ad no passport. But, as I
said to them--for Fritz quite lost 'is 'ead, and could say nothing--not
'alf, no, not a quarter of the strangers in Aix 'as passports, though, of
course, it is a good and useful thing to 'ave one. I suppose, Madame,
that _you_ 'ave a passport?"
She stopped short, and looked at Sylvia with that eager, inquiring look
which demands an answer even to the most unimportant question.


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