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Updated: May 17, 2025
"It's too bad for you to reproach me," cried the cashier, "for it is your name which at this very moment guards the safe of M. Fauvel." Lagors, therefore, had known the password. What did this new discovery imply? How did it fit in with the rest of the data which Lecoq had so brilliantly collected?
Yesterday, in a dispute between them, the forge-master said to his dear friend, 'And, above all things, my friend, I would advise you not to resist me, for if you do I will crush you to atoms. That explains all. The elegant Lagors is not the lover of Mme. Fauvel, but the tool of Clameran. Besides, did our first suppositions account for the resigned obedience of Madeleine?
The judge wrote the name Lagors at the bottom of an already long list on his memorandum. "Now," he said, "we are coming to the point. You are sure that the theft was not committed by anyone in your house?" "Quite sure, monsieur." "You always kept your key?" "I generally carried it about on my person; and, whenever I left it at home, I put it in the secretary drawer in my chamber."
"They are evidently quarrelling," he thought; "but it is not a lovers' quarrel." Madeleine continued talking; and it was by closely watching the face of Lagors, clearly revealed by the lamp on the mantel, that M. Verduret hoped to discover the meaning of the scene before him.
It was now Prosper's turn to climb up; but, though much younger than his companion, he had not his agility and strength, and would never have succeeded if M. Verduret had not pulled him up, and then helped him down on the other side. Once in the garden, M. Verduret looked about him to study the situation. The house occupied by M. de Lagors was built in the middle of an immense garden.
"Bad plan!" pronounced M. Verduret decidedly; "a scamp so compromised as Clameran is not easily put off the track; now his eyes are opened, he will be pretty hard to catch." Suddenly, in a brief tone of authority which admitted of no contradiction, the fat man said: "I have a way. Has Clameran, since he found that his papers had been searched, seen Lagors?" "No, patron."
He could show the letter and the mutilated prayer-book, he could reveal the existence of the pawnbroker's tickets in the house at Vesinet, he could display his wounded arm. He could force Raoul to confess how and why he had assumed the name of Lagors, and what his motive was in passing himself off for a relative of M. Fauvel.
For the same reason that I wished to see M. de Lagors, do I wish to see M. Fauvel; it is necessary, you understand. Are you so very weak that you cannot put a constraint upon yourself for five minutes? I shall introduce myself as one of your relatives, and you need not open your lips." "If it is positively necessary," said Prosper, "if " "It is necessary; so come on.
A minute later the constables had passed on, and Lagors and Clameran in their turn rang the bell. When the concierge appeared, they asked who it was that had just gone in disguised as a clown. They were told that no such person had entered, and that none of the lodgers had gone out disguised that night.
Why had she pawned it for Lagors? A theory had half formed itself in Lecoq's brain. He determined to prove its truth. Disguised as a clown, he attended the fancy-dress ball, and in the character of a mountebank collected a group of ladies and gentlemen around him while he related with the inimitable skill of a buffoon a romantic narrative.
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