“They are. Where are they?”
“In that case, they must have told monsieur of their contemplated departure.”
“Do you mean they’ve moved to another room in this house?”
“But no.”
“Then where have they gone?”
They had gone away. They had paid their bill honestly, even the rent for the unconsumed portion of the month, and gone away. That was all it was an honest concierge’s business to know.
“When did they go?”
“Early this morning.”
“Didn’t they leave any address?”
“None. Why should they? Mademoiselle never received letters.”