“Perhaps,” was her enigmatical reply. “Who knows? It is, however, evident that Il Passero is seriously concerned at the tragic affair at the Villa Amette.”
“Have you ever been there?”
She hesitated a few moments, then said: “Yes, once.”
“And you know the old Italian servant Cataldi?”
She replied in the affirmative. Then she added:
“I know him, but I do not like him. She trusts him, but——”
“But what?”
“I would not. I should be afraid, for to my knowledge he is a saigneur a musique.”
“And what is that?”
“An assassin.”