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I caught him in the act and saved the pendant." "Good! good! Wait we have one of the gang wait till I question him," said M. Formery, rubbing his hands; and his eyes sparkled with joy. "Well, no; I'm afraid we haven't," said the Duke in an apologetic tone. "What! We haven't? Has he escaped from the police? Oh, those country police!" cried M. Formery.
M. Formery turned to him and said, "You must admit that it was materially impossible for me to see her." "It was possible if you went down on all fours," said Guerchard. "On all fours?" said M. Formery. "Yes; on all fours you could see her heels sticking out beyond the mattress," said Guerchard simply.
None of them struck the Duke as being of great value, and he listened to them with a somewhat absent-minded air. The coming examination of Sonia weighed heavily on his spirit. Guerchard answered only in monosyllables to the questions and suggestions thrown out by M. Formery.
The inspector and his men had searched it thoroughly just to make sure; but, as Guerchard had foretold, the burglars had not taken the chance of the failure of the police to discover the opening between the two houses. M. Formery told the Duke about their tour of inspection at length. Guerchard went to the telephone and told the exchange to put him through to Charmerace.
"Oh, there was no harm in it it doesn't matter," said M. Formery in a discontented tone with a discontented air. He walked slowly round the room, paused by the windows, looked at the ladder, and scanned the garden: "Arsene Lupin," he said scornfully. "Arsene Lupin doesn't leave traces all over the place. There's nothing but traces. Are we going to have that silly Lupin joke all over again?"
I got some supper on my way late last night; but I've had nothing since. I suppose nothing interesting will happen till M. Formery comes; and I may as well get some food. But I don't want to leave the house. I think I'll see what the concierge can do for me." So saying, he went downstairs and interviewed the concierge.
"It was after we came back from our useless journey to the station. I remembered suddenly that I had started without the pendant. I went to the bureau and picked up the case; and it was empty." "One moment one moment," said M. Formery. "Didn't you catch this young Bernard Charolais with this case in his hands, your Grace?" "Yes," said the Duke. "I caught him with it in his pocket."
"It must have been that cat which took this scrap of cloth to the edge of the well," said Guerchard gravely. "This is ridiculous preposterous!" cried M. Formery, beginning to flush. "Here we're dealing with a most serious crime a murder the murder of Victoire and you talk about cats!" "Victoire has not been murdered," said Guerchard; and his husky voice was gentler than ever, only just audible.
I suppose that, as the fiance of Mademoiselle Gournay-Martin, you are familiar with the house?" "What on earth " said M. Formery. "Excuse me," interrupted Guerchard. "But this is important very important." "Yes, there is a cat," said the Duke. "I've seen a cat at the door of the concierge's rooms."
"I was wondering how much longer we were going to waste time here talking about that stupid pendant," grumbled the millionaire; and he rose and led the way. "There may also be some jewel-cases in the bedrooms," said M. Formery. "There are all the wedding presents. They were in charge of Victoire." said Germaine quickly. "It would be dreadful if they had been stolen.
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