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He caught up Guerchard on the stairs and said, "I will come with you, if I may, M. Guerchard. I find all these investigations extraordinarily interesting. I have been observing M. Formery's methods I should like to watch yours, for a change." "By all means," said Guerchard. "And there are several things I want to hear about from your Grace.
"One of M. Formery's innocents," said Guerchard, turning to the Duke. "The chalk?" said the Duke. "Is it the same chalk?" "It's blue," said Guerchard, holding it out. "The same as that of the signatures on the walls. Add that fact to the woman's sudden realization of what she was doing, and you'll see that they were written with it." "It is rather a surprise," said the Duke.
Guerchard's head popped up above the window-sill: "My dear M. Formery," he said, "I beg that you will not take the trouble." M. Formery's mouth opened: "What! You, Guerchard?" he stammered. "Myself," said Guerchard; and he came to the top of the ladder and slipped lightly over the window-sill into the room. He shook hands with M. Formery and nodded to the inspector.
"Yes; I've found plenty of traces," said Guerchard. "Of Lupin?" said M. Formery, with a faint sneer. "No; not of Lupin," said Guerchard. A smile of warm satisfaction illumined M. Formery's face: "What did I tell you?" he said. "I'm glad that you've changed your mind about that." "I have hardly changed my mind," said Guerchard, in his husky, gentle voice.
It seemed to the Duke that he paid very little attention to him, that his mind was still working hard on the solution of the mystery, seeking the missing facts which would bring him to the bottom of it. In the middle of one of M. Formery's more elaborate dissertations the telephone bell rang. Guerchard rose hastily and went to it.
"It was M. Formery's orders, your Grace," stammered the policeman doubtfully. "M. Formery's orders?" said the Duke, standing on the top step. "Call me a taxi-cab, please." The concierge, who stood beside the policeman, ran down the steps and blew his whistle. The policeman gazed uneasily at the Duke, shifting his weight from one foot to the other; but he said no more.
"It's perfectly splendid of you," said the Duke, and his limpid eyes rested on M. Formery's self-satisfied face in a really affectionate gaze; they might almost be said to caress it. Guerchard looked out of the window at a man who was carrying a hod-full of bricks up one of the ladders set against the scaffolding of the building house.
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