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Rh Without appearing to do so, he examined the writing of the address with care. He did not know the hand. The card was signed H. He passed on. Another of the La Hague castles. This time the signature was Herv.

"Surely it's Hervart."

The name appeared in full at the bottom of Martinvast Castle, with a postscript of 'love and kisses.'

"That must be the civil servant in the Fine Arts Department. Obviously."

For a moment he felt annoyed at being the collaborator, even the casual collaborator, of M. Hervart. He would have preferred someone he did not know. Theobald pleased him better. But all at once he thought of Rose:

"It's curious," he said to himself, "that we should love the same women in all the different styles."

While Gratienne was looking out of the window, he slipped the card of Martinvast castle into his pocket.