“I suppose so, for you tell me you found them together. I did not suspect him before, for he did not know where she was.”
“She must have let him know herself.”
“I think not, as she had fled from him. I think Madame de la Motte must have sent him a key.”
“Ah! what day was it?”
“The evening of St. Louis.”
“Monsieur, you have rendered a great service to me and to the state.”
“I am happy to hear it.”
“You shall be thanked as you deserve. I may count on the production of the proofs you mention?”
“I am ready, sir, to assist justice at all times.”
As Cagliostro left, he muttered, “Ah, countess! you tried to accuse me—take care of yourself.”