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           Whenshebegantoweep,hetookhishat:"Ah,youarecryingagain!Goodevening!Isitforthisthatyousentforme?"

           Shetookastepforwardinordertobartheway,anddrawingahandkerchieffromherpocketshewipedhereyes.Hervoicegrewsteadier:"No,Icameto—togiveyou—politicalnews—togiveyouthemeansofearningfiftythousandfrancs—orevenmoreifyouwishto."

           Suddenlysoftenedheasked:"How?"

           "BychancelasteveningIheardaconversationbetweenmyhusbandandLaroche.Walteradvisedtheministernottoletyouintothesecretforyouwouldexposeit."

           DuRoyplacedhishatuponachairandlistenedattentively.

           "TheyaregoingtotakepossessionofMorocco!"

           "Why,IlunchedwithLarochethismorning,andhetoldmethecabinet’splans!"

           "No,mydear,theyhavedeceivedyou,becausetheyfearedtheirsecretwouldbemadeknown."

           "Sitdown,"saidGeorges.

           Hesankintoanarmchair,whileshedrewupastoolandtookherseatathisfeet.