"No, he referred me to you for explanations. Just like Clifford!... What
about Rivière--is he coming to Monte?"

Lars Larssen had to tread warily here. So he answered: "I didn't quite
catch that name."

"John Rivière, my husband's half-brother. He lives in some suburb of
Paris, I forget where, and Clifford was to bring him along to Monte."

The shipowner decided that he must find this man and discover if he knew
anything. The words of Jimmy Martin flashed through his brain: "I doubt
if the police'll do much unless the relatives kick up a shindy."
Meanwhile, there was nothing to do but tell the truth, which was his
usual resource when in an unforeseen difficulty.

"Don't know anything about him. If you give me his Paris address I'll
dig him out."

"We don't know his address."

"Then I'll find it at the office. As soon as I get a line on him I'll
wire you. Rivière? The name sounds French."

"French-Canadian. He's a couple of years older than Clifford, I
believe.... When are you coming yourself?"

"To-night's train or to-morrow. I'm not sure if I can get away
to-night."