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“
Then
,
if
any
one
unfastened
the
door
afterwards
,
it
must
have
been
M
.
Renauld
himself
?
”
Françoise
shrugged
her
broad
shoulders
.
“
What
should
he
do
that
for
?
With
robbers
and
assassins
passing
every
minute
!
A
nice
idea
!
Monsieur
was
not
an
imbecile
.
It
is
not
as
though
he
had
had
to
let
cette
dame
out
—
”
The
magistrate
interrupted
sharply
:
“
Cette
dame
?
What
lady
do
you
mean
?
”
“
Why
,
the
lady
who
came
to
see
him
.
”
“
Had
a
lady
been
to
see
him
that
evening
?
”
“
But
yes
,
monsieur
—
and
many
other
evenings
as
well
.
”
“
Who
was
she
?
Did
you
know
her
?
”
A
rather
cunning
look
spread
over
the
woman
’
s
face
.
“
How
should
I
know
who
it
was
?
”
she
grumbled
.
“
I
did
not
let
her
in
last
night
.
”
