"Fandor."
The clerk held out her hand to take the message. The bandit was extremely polite.
"Be so good as to pay special attention to this message. Read it over, madam. You grasp the importance of it? You see it must be kept absolutely secret. I rely on you."
Ten minutes' quick walking brought Loupart once more to Josephine and the Beard.
"Hullo!" he cried. "Anything new?"
"Nothing."
"Josephine, go down the hill and the first motor that passes, set to and howl; call 'help' and 'murder'; got to stop it. Be off! Look sharp!"
Some minutes passed. The two men watched Josephine go down the road and hide in one of the ditches.
"Your barker is ready, Beard?"
"Six plugs, Loupart."