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"M. Isidore Beautrelet!" exclaimed M. Filleul with an air of rapture, holding out both his hands to the newcomer. "What a delightful surprise! Our excellent amateur detective here! And at our disposal too! Why, it's a windfall! M. Chief-inspector, allow me to introduce to you M. Isidore Beautrelet, a sixth-form pupil at the Lycee Janson-de-Sailly." Ganimard seemed a little nonplussed.
M. Filleul looked him straight in the eyes and said, sharply: "No more jokes! Your name?" "Isidore Beautrelet." "Your occupation?" "Sixth-form pupil at the Lycee Janson-de-Sailly." M. Filleul opened a pair of startled eyes. "What are you talking about? Sixth-form pupil " "At the Lycee Janson, Rue de la Pompe, number " "Oh, look here," exclaimed M. Filleul, "you're trying to take me in!
Isidore Beautrelet awoke to find himself a hero; and the crowd, suddenly infatuated, insisted upon the fullest information regarding its new favorite. The reporters were there to supply it. They rushed to the assault of the Lycee Janson-de-Sailly, waited for the day-boarders to come out after schoolhours and picked up all that related, however remotely, to Beautrelet.
Everybody corrected and supplemented the inquiry of the examining magistrate; and all on the word of a child, on the word of Isidore Beautrelet, a sixth-form schoolboy at the Lycee Janson-de-Sailly! For really, it had to be admitted, the complete elements of the truth were now in everybody's possession. What did the mystery consist of?
Here, you can read the address on these letters from my father: 'To Monsieur Isidore Beautrelet, Indoor Pupil, Lycee Janson-de-Sailly." Convinced or not, M. Filleul did not look as if he liked the story. He asked, gruffly: "What are you doing here?" "Why I'm I'm improving my mind." "There are schools for that: yours, for instance."
He began by leaving his Janson-de-Sailly schoolfellow, without indulging in useless recriminations, and, taking his portmanteau with him, went and installed himself, after much hunting about, in a small hotel situated in the very heart of Paris. This hotel he did not leave for days. At most, he took his meals at the table d'hote.
M. Isidore Beautrelet, according to my information, has made a great reputation at the Lycee Janson-de-Sailly as an observer whom nothing escapes; and his schoolfellows, I hear, look upon him as your competitor and a rival of Holmlock Shears!" "Indeed!" said Ganimard, ironically. "Just so.
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