A cold chill ran through her veins when she saw the trollop exiting Honore's compartment. She knew it meant one thing. Someone was on to them. She continued walking past the door and ducked into an unoccupied compartment. After the trollop was out of sight, she joined her friend in his compartment, out of breath, but relieved.

"Honore!" She exclaimed. "This is bad. Did she find anything? You know how you talk in your sleep. You could have told her everything! You know what we have to do now, don't you?"

The little man went pale. He nodded his head in agreement, but the lump in his throat made it impossible for him to speak...