‘Did you write a letter to Messrs. Dupierre of Paris, ordering a statue to be sent to you, to the West Jubb Street address?’
‘No.’
‘Do you recollect the blotter on your study desk at St. Malo?’
‘Why, yes,’ returned Felix, with a look of surprise.
‘Did you ever let that blotter out of your possession?’
‘Not to my knowledge.’
‘Did you ever take it to France?’
‘Never.’
‘Then how, Mr. Felix,’ asked the lawyer slowly, ‘how do you account for the fact that the blotted impression of such a letter, in your handwriting, was found on the blotter?’
Felix sprang to his feet.