She watched his face curiously.
"But, surely, if General d'Arny gave any such order, it was in his official capacity."
"As I shall give mine—in an official capacity."
"Then you have not forgiven him?"
"It is for that very purpose I am going to Paris. That and one other."
"To sell your guns—I read it in the papers."
He smiled—in a kindly way this time.
"I'll give you twenty guesses."
"But I am hopeless at riddles."
"Then I'll solve this one for you. I am going to Paris to give one million dollars to the man who took my mother to America—if I can find him."