And this young
Russian, it appears, was very fond of boating. It was a mysterious
affair, because, oddly enough, he had not been out in the town, or even
to the Casino, for four days before the accident happened. There was a
notion among some people that he had committed suicide, but that, I
fancy, was not so. He had won a large sum of money. Some thought the gold
weighed down his body in the water--. But that is absurd. It must have
been the weeds."
"Madame Wachner told me that quite a lot of money was found in his room,"
said Sylvia quickly.
"No, that is not true. About four hundred francs were found in his
bed-room. That was all. I fancy the police made themselves rather
unpleasant to Monsieur Wachner. The Russian Embassy made inquiries, and
it seemed so odd to the French authorities that the poor fellow could not
be identified. They found no passport, no papers of any sort--"
"Have you a passport?" asked Sylvia. "Madame Wachner asked me if I had
one. But I've never even seen a passport!"
"No," said Anna, "I have not got a passport now. I once had one, but I
lost it.
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