“It rests entirely with Miss Coulstoun,” returned de Charruel.
“In that case, there can certainly be no question,” said the general.
“I shall not give it back, papa,” said Amy.
Her father stared at her in amazement, and from her distrustfully to de Charruel.
“Is he not a—convict?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“And you are going to accept a present from a convict?”
“Yes.”
“A present said to be worth twelve thousand francs?”
“Yes.”