She must ever remember gratefully how
helpful Madame Wachner had been during the first few days she and Anna
had been at Lacville, in showing them the little ways about the place,
and in explaining to them all sorts of things about the Casino.
And how kindly the Wachners had pressed Anna yesterday to have supper
with them during Sylvia's absence in Paris!
* * * * *
There came a knock at the door, and Sylvia jumped up from her chair. No
doubt this was Anna herself in response to the note.
"Come in," she cried out, in English.
There was a pause, and another knock. Then it was not Anna?
"_Entrez!_"
The commissionaire by whom Sylvia had sent her note to Madame Wolsky
walked into the room. To her great surprise he handed her back her own
letter to her friend. The envelope had been opened, and together with her
letter was a sheet of common notepaper, across which was scrawled, in
pencil, the words, "_Madame Wolsky est partie_."
Sylvia looked up. "_Partie?_" The word puzzled her. Surely it should have
been "_Sortie.
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