This is disturbing news indeed! Marlene had the key on her person and I fear it may be lost and she with it. In her last letter she mentioned that the key fit a locked cabinet in the workroom. I sent a wire to my contacts in Singapore and received a reply that Marlene never arrived but rather a man by the name of Robert Arsenault and that he had done the fitting for the Buckingham’s. Something is surely amiss! I will attempt to rendezvous with you in Paris as soon as I am able. I am presently in Norway with Mary. She has decided to purchase a prized herd of diary goats from the Balstads in Harstad, whom I believe you know. I believe she is more interested in a certain cheesemaker but that is a story for another day when less pressing matters prevail. If Msr. B has harmed Marlene in any way he shall rue it – I promise!