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to notify; let him take charge of the case. If it's a question of extradition, it's up to him; but you will have to be absolutely sure of your quarry. Where is Sonia?"
"In Paris."
"Do you think he recognized you?"
Victoria paused. "I'm sure I don't know. If he did, he hid it well. But I noticed that he didn't come anywhere near me after he once saw me staring at him, and I'm morally certain that the card the man brought Philippa was from him, accounting for his desertion of her, and making a rendezvous. Oh! Philippa would go anywhere if you made the situation sufficiently dramatic."
"Well," and Mrs. Durham put down the dilapidated magazine, "I wouldn't fret, dear. To-morrow I'd call on the consul and lay the matter before him. He will probably have the man watched, perhaps get an order to search his apartments. More probably he'll do nothing at all until he cables to the chief of police. If the Vernon-Latours-what-you-may-call-ums are of sufficient importance, they'll follow the matter up, if not, they'll drop it—anyway, you will have
