written in German.

"Boucard, go yourself and have this letter translated, and bring it
back immediately," said Derville, half opening his study door, and
giving the letter to the head clerk.

The notary at Berlin, to whom the lawyer had written, informed him
that the documents he had been requested to forward would arrive
within a few days of this note announcing them. They were, he said,
all perfectly regular and duly witnessed, and legally stamped to serve
as evidence in law. He also informed him that almost all the witnesses
to the facts recorded under these affidavits were still to be found at
Eylau, in Prussia, and that the woman to whom M. le Comte Chabert owed
his life was still living in a suburb of Heilsberg.

"This looks like business," cried Derville, when Boucard had given him
the substance of the letter. "But look here, my boy," he went on,
addressing the notary, "I shall want some information which ought to
exist in your office. Was it not that old rascal Roguin--?"

"We will say that unfortunate, that ill-used Roguin," interrupted
Alexandre Crottat with a laugh.

"Well, was it not that ill-used man who has just carried off eight
hundred thousand francs of his clients' money, and reduced several
families to despair, who effected the settlement of Chabert's estate?
I fancy I have seen that in the documents in our case of Ferraud."

"Yes," said Crottat. "It was when I was third clerk; I copied the
papers and studied them thoroughly. Rose Chapotel, wife and widow of