“Did he see you?”
“No. He saw your mother. Mme. Valméras caught him as he was just going away.”
“Well?”
“He told her that he was looking for Louis Valméras, that he was a friend of yours.”
“Then?”
“The madame said that her son had gone abroad—for years.”
“And he went away?”
“No, he made signs through the window that overlooks the plain—as if he were calling to some one.”
Lupin seemed to hesitate. A loud cry tore the air. Raymonde moaned:
“It’s your mother—I recognize—”