“C. Q.”; or, In the Wireless House
signed to a declaration intended to defraud the Government and perhaps already in the hands of the Customs’ officers.
She sprang out of bed and called for Fantine, but the maid was not there. Where could she have gone? Lily’s anxiety increased. Neither was there any response when she rang the bell for the stewardess. Then she remembered the notice that had been posted stating that breakfast would be served only in the saloon. Hurriedly she began to dress herself without Fantine’s customary assistance. But in the midst of her toilet the door opened and the maid, dressed for landing, made her appearance.
“Oh, Madame!” she cried. “Quel Malheur. I have overheard the stewardesses talking. This Dorrance is a detective!”
“A what!” cried Lily faintly.
“A detective, Madame! In the employ of the Government!” answered Fantine with a white face. “And Madame has not declared her pearls?"
"No,” answered her mistress. “Why? They were not purchased abroad—you understand?
256
