“Then the affair is far more complicated than I believed,” exclaimed my companion, knitting his brows thoughtfully. “I wonder——”
“Wonder what?”
“I wonder if Bindo knows this? Have you told him?”
“No. It was after he had left.”
“Then we ought to let him know at once. Where is Regnier staying?”
“At the Hermitage, as usual.”
“H’m.”
“Anybody with him?”
“Nobody we know.”