“And you never told this word to anyone?”
“To no one, monsieur, and sometimes I would have been puzzled to know myself with what word the safe had been closed. Prosper would change it when he chose, and, if he had not informed me of the change, would have to come and open it for me.”
“Had you forgotten it on the day of the theft?”
“No: the word had been changed the day before; and its peculiarity struck me.”
“What was it?”
“Gypsy, g, y, p, s, y,” said the banker, spelling the name.
M. Patrigent wrote down this name.
“One more question, monsieur: were you at home the evening before the robbery?”
“No; I dined and spent the evening with a friend; when I returned home, about one o’clock, my wife had retired, and I went to bed immediately.”
“And you were ignorant of the amount of money in the safe?”