Chapter 36

“I didn’t either,” said Rob, “with one insignificant exception; in the drawing-room I found this, but it doesn’t mean anything.” As he spoke he drew from his pocket a tiny globule of a silver color. “What is it?” asked Kitty, taking it with her finger-tips from the palm of his hand. “It’s a cachou.” “And what in the world is a cachou? What is it for?” “Why, it’s a little confection filled with a sort of spice. Some men use them after smoking, to eradicate the odor of tobacco.” “Eat them, do you mean? Are they good …