"Yes. And then Monsieur Podvin wanted to take it out of his share."
"So?"
"Yes; and so they quarrelled dreadfully."
"And Madame Podvin,—she heard this?"
"Madame is not deaf, monsieur."
"Ah!"
"She was at the zinc."
"Truly, Madame Podvin may become of value," muttered Inspector Loup.
"Monsieur?"
"Oh! And so you've kept this to your little self all this time. Why?"