"'Yes, You see, Sophy, I was naturally anxious to learn all I could of the strange disappearance of M. Felix's body. It was there last night when you and your aunt went to bed; it was not there this morning when you got up.'
"'Aunt couldn't tell yer much.'
"'She could tell me nothing. She went to bed, and though she has passed bad nights this week----'
"'Oh, she sed that, did she?'
"'Yes.'
"'Meaning that she don't sleep much?'
"'Yes, that undoubtedly was her meaning.'
"'Well, go on, please,' said Sophy.
"'Though she has passed bad nights lately, it was a fact that last night she slept very soundly. Then the idea occurred to me to come down and ask you whether you had heard anything in the night--because, you know, Sophy, that M. Felix's body could not have disappeared from the house without some sound being made. We do not live in an age of miracles. The body could not have flown up the chimney, or made its way through thick walls. There is only one way it could have been got out, and that was through the street door.'
"'Right you are,' said Sophy.