The Baron started abruptly from his chair.
“I have heard of him,” he cried; “Madame knows where he is?”
“I know where he is. It is that which I came to tell your Excellency.”
“Hein!” said his Excellency, again nonplussed. “You came to tell me where he is? And where the—the other one is?”
“Parfaitement,” said Madame. “But before I tell you where they are, I wish to tell you something about Mr. Temple.”
“Madame, I know something of him already,” said the Baron, impatiently.
“Ah,” said she, “from Gignoux. And what do you hear from Gignoux?”
This was another shock, under which the Baron fairly staggered.
“Diable! is Madame la Vicomtesse in the plot?” he cried. “What does Madame know of Gignoux?”
Madame's manner suddenly froze.