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What time is it now? "A quarter past nine, lieutenant!" "He will be punctual." "Why, of course!" cried Captain Loreuil. "That is why I caught sight of the chief just now. He is earlier than usual. What is the name of the new-comer?" "Muller," said Armandelle.
Juve would not admit it. He believed Vinson had arrived in England only a few hours ahead of him. Loreuil, whose mission did not include the arrest of Vinson, considered he had done his part as soon as he had identified the corporal. Juve would do the rest. "We are agreed, then!" said Loreuil.
He approached a clean-shaven man seated before a full glass: it was untouched. "Monsieur Juve?" asked Tommy in a low voice. Juve nodded. "Captain Loreuil?" "That is so: at present, Tommy, musical Belgian clown. And you are Monsieur Paul, theatrical manager.... That is according to our arrangement, is it not?" "Quite so.... Anything fresh?" Loreuil smiled. "I have got your man." "Sure of it?"
"Don't take that in bad part," smiled Juve; "but it has its importance from an international point of view. "Happily we have foreseen that difficulty," said Loreuil. "Butler will accompany us to Belgium. He believes we are Belgians. Belgium means France, as far as we are concerned the three of us!" Juve had reached London the evening before.
He had found at Scotland Yard several telegrams and a private note from a detective friend, informing him of the arrival of an individual known to be an officer of the Second Bureau. Juve met Loreuil. The two men, on the same quest, put their heads together. They were soon on the track of Vinson. A man answering to his description had been in London several weeks. This was the truth.
It was easy to see that he was much more at home in mufti than in uniform. He would say, laughing: "I have all the looks of a territorial, and that is unfortunate, considering I belong to the active contingent." Loreuil was one of the most highly appreciated officers of the Second Bureau.
The obstreperous mother of the pretended groom was Captain Loreuil! Pointing to his young companion, Captain Loreuil announced: "This gentleman belongs to the secret service department of the Home Office!... But what really matters, Inspector, is that we are losing time! Let us effect a capture the capture is the thing!"
"Tell me how you knew for certain that Nichoune had received a visit from Vagualame!" "For some time past, Colonel, Vagualame has been under the eye of the officer charged with the supervision of our spies, de Loreuil. Under the guise of Aunt Palmyra he discovered that Nichoune had been murdered. This was the morning after her interview with Vagualame.
"He comes from Belfort," cried Loreuil: "I know what Hofferman will say to him 'My dear Captain, you enter this day the house of silence and discretion." Loreuil turned to Gaudin. "Where is Lieutenant de Loubersac this morning?" "Why, Captain," explained the old keeper of records, "you must know very well that he has been ordered to act as escort to the King of Greece." "Confound Loubersac!
"That is Corporal Vinson, then?" "Consequently you must intervene," said Loreuil. Juve reflected. After a short silence he said: "Intervene! You go too fast. Remember we are in a foreign country, and there is no question of a common law crime: Vinson is not accused of murder, simply of treason. "I like that word 'simply," remarked Loreuil ironically.
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