"You've not told this fellow?"
"We understand our orders, monsieur," d'Auvray answered, a bit huffed.
Now this was eminently the place for me to hold my tongue, but of course I could not.
"They had no need to tell me, M. de Lorraine. I know quite well what the trouble is. I know rather more about it than you do yourself."
He confronted me now with all the fire I could ask.
"What mean you, whelp?"
"I mean mademoiselle. What else should I mean?"
"What do you know?"
"Everything."
"Her whereabouts?"