Madame raised her eyebrows at him and smiled.
“Indeed,” she said, “what are they?”
“In the first place, who stole my furniture and my belongings from my flat?” demanded Westerham.
“Why should you ask me?” answered Madame, evasively.
“Because,” said Westerham, “I have not the slightest doubt in the world that Melun was the man who ordered their removal, and if Melun is responsible then you are probably acquainted with the fact.”
“Very well,” said Madame, quietly, “and I expect that it will do no harm for me to confirm your suspicions. Melun did order your things to be removed.”
“But why?”
Madame smiled again. “It was at my suggestion. It is impossible for me to give the reason; but I must ask you to believe that such a step was necessary for the greater security of your life.”
Westerham stared at her; the matter was entirely beyond his comprehension.