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Very.

Did he ask you had I any suspicion?

No.

Did he mention my name?

No.

Not once?

Not that I remember.

[Bounding to his feet.] O yes! Quite clear!

What?

[Striding to and fro.] A liar, a thief, and a fool! Quite clear! A common thief! What else? [With a harsh laugh.] My great friend! A patriot too! A thief—nothing else! [He halts, thrusting his hands into his pockets.] But a fool also!

[Looking at him.] What are you going to do?

[Shortly.] Follow him. Find him. Tell him. [Calmly.] A few words will do. Thief and fool.

[Flings the slip on the couch.] I see it all!