"No, but Monsieur Goutran does."
"I will go to him immediately."
"Oh! we have been there, and he has gone away for the day. Here is a little bag which we found in the young lady's room, and it may tell you something."
And Madame, as she spoke, handed Fanfar one of those little morocco bags so much in vogue to be hung at the belt. Fanfar opened the bag, and found a letter without address.
"We must look at this," he said.
The letter was only a few lines of thanks written to the young girl by Goutran, when she consented to sing at his soirée. The note began with the words "Miss Jane!"
"Miss Jane!" cried Fanfar, a sudden recollection flashing over him.
To this cry there was a response. The door opened, and Sanselme tottered in.
"Jane! Jane! Did you say Jane?"