XIII
RUE RAFFET
Maray, second reporter of La Capitale, shook hands with Fandor.
"Are you in a good humour, dear boy?"
"So—so...."
"Ah! Well, here is something which will cheer you up, I'm sure!... Here's a letter from a lady for you.... I found it in my pigeon-hole by mistake!"
Fandor smiled.
"From a lady?... You must be mistaken!... How do you know it is?"
"By the handwriting, the paper, and so on—I'm not mistaken—am I ever?..." Laughing, Maray threw down on Fandor's table a small envelope with a deep black border.