and black apron, and folded her hands. Her face showed no emotion whatever.

“Yes, monsieur, but mademoiselle will need me.”

“Mademoiselle will not need you. She will never need you again.”

“Monsieur says?”

“You see this glass. What did you put in it?”

“The cook put egg-and-milk into it.”

“I ask what you put in it?”

“I, monsieur? Nothing.”

“You are lying, my girl. Your mistress has been poisoned.”

“I swear — ”