"We'll take that for granted," said O'Mara. "What then?"
"I drove her back to Saint Lys," said Guelvada. "It was a nice drive. She told me all about herself and the man she thought was Taudrille. What a patriot he was! What a hero he was! I wanted to laugh. When we got to Saint Lys she directed me to a charming cottage about half a mile from the little wood behind the dépot where, I imagine, the body of our friend Nago is still lying. This, she informed me, was her cottage where Taudrille used to visit her. I think that he was no fool."
"He had brains enough," said O'Mara.
"She asked me if I would like coffee and I said yes. We went inside. The place was quite charming and well furnished. She made coffee in the kitchen and I helped her. It was quite delightful. She told me how she had m
