“Well, one thing is certain: Savin Barrau has been murdered.”
“Yes; and this morning, had you asked my opinion, I should not have hesitated to accuse Firmin. And you see I would have been wrong. At all events, Madame Barrau did not pull the trigger.”
“I agree with you.”
“But who did?” pursued Andoche, meditatively.
“Do you know Léocadia Faillot, by the way?”
“The universal legatee? Oh, yes.”
“Why do you call her that?”
“It is a title I have given her, because she inherits something from everybody.”
“What do you think of her?”
“Between ourselves, she is a meddlesome old woman.”