The door opened, and in came Charolais, bearing a tray.
"Here's your breakfast, master," he said.
"Don't call me master-that's how his men address Guerchard. It's a disgusting practice," said Lupin severely.
Victoire and Charolais were quick laying the table. Charolais kept up a running fire of questions as he did it; but Lupin did not tro