"Are you going to Verdun?"
"Possibly."
"How about the document?"
"Hum!" murmured Juve-Vagualame. Here was another conundrum he must go warily.
"You are constantly looking for it, of course? You know it is the most urgent of all!"...
Juve nodded agreement.
"Place it in my hands, and I shall give you fifty thousand francs in exchange for it—you know that!"
"Less the fine," put in Juve-Vagualame with a comical grimace.
De Loubersac smiled.
"We will speak of that again." There was a pause.