“And who did he get them from?”
“From Clarice herself.”
“But it’s absurd! A girl never admits a thing like that!”
“I tell you he got it out of her the day before yesterday.”
“But what put him on to it? They have never seen one another again,” she said.
“They write to one another.”
“A proof, Beaumagnan! Give me a proof this instant!” she cried with a sudden fury.
“Will a letter satisfy you?”
“A letter?”
“Written by him to Clarice,” said Beaumagnan.