"Good day, Mademoiselle," cried Juve in a cordial tone. "What fresh news have you to tell us?"
Loupart's mistress stood in the middle of the room, somewhat taken aback. But Juve set her at ease.
"Sit down, Josephine. You mustn't mind my friend Fandor. He has just been telling me about your friend Dixon."
"You know him, sir?"
"A little," said Fandor. "And you, Mademoiselle, have been seeing something of him lately?"
"I happened to meet him at the 'Crocodile.'"
"And took a liking to him?"
"We took a liking to each other." She turned to Juve. "I suppose you distrust me for giving you the slip with another man?"
Juve smiled. "You found a good companion and forgot us. There is really nothing to be angry about. Now, won't you tell us what brings you here?"
"Yes, but M. Juve, you must swear to me that you will never repeat what I am going to tell you."