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"Confound you!" cried M. Plantat. "Perhaps you roused suspicions." "Oh, no," answered M. Lecoq. "I'll answer for him. Palot is a pupil of mine. Explain yourself, Palot."
I knew that the young man's life was in deadly peril, and yet I let him enter a house in the course of erection; why, I might as well have cut his throat myself." In a terrible state of anxiety, Palot presented himself at the hospital, and asked for the young man who had just been brought in. "You mean Number 17?" returned one of the assistant-surgeons.
Step into this side room first, though, order a bottle of wine, and ask the proprietor to see to it that we are not disturbed." These orders were soon executed, and M. Plantat being duly ensconced with them in the little room, the detective turned the key. "Speak up now," said he to Palot, "and be brief."
We can go on " Palot meanwhile seemed a little uneasy at not receiving the praise he expected. "My lad," said M. Lecoq, turning to him, "I think you have done admirably, and a good reward shall prove it to you. Being ignorant of what we know, your conclusions were perfectly right. But let's go to the house at once; have you got a plan of the ground-floor?" "Yes, and also of the first floor above.
Palot pulled out a small parcel from his pocket, from which he extracted a red beard and wig, and, going to the mirror, adjusted them with dexterous activity; and, in a few minutes, went up to his master, who was waiting, saying, "How will this do?" "Not bad, not bad," returned Lecoq; "and now to your work." "Where shall I find him?" asked Palot.
"Somewhere near Mascarin's den, for I advised him not to give up playing the spy too suddenly." Palot was off like the wind, and when he reached the Rue Montmartre, he caught sight of the person who had been intrusted to his care. Andre was walking slowly along, thinking of Lecoq's cautions, when a young man, with his arm in a sling, overtook him, going in the same direction as he was.
"Take her to the station-house," said he, "and do not lose sight of her, for she will be a most important witness at a trial that must soon come on." "What the woman says is true," muttered Palot. "She did not know what she was doing, and it was Tantaine that gave her the two coins. He shall pay for this; but certainly, if the whole gang are collared, it won't bring the poor young fellow to life."
M. Lecoq and the old justice went into the street, followed closely by Palot. The detective was anxious above all to see for himself the house inhabited by Tremorel. He saw at a glance that the interior must be as Palot had described. "That's it, undoubtedly," said he to M. Plantat; "we've got the game in our hands. Our chances at this moment are ninety to ten."
"Is information on that point necessary?" "Indispensable, my friend; but we will soon know something. I have sent off one of my men excuse me, I mean one of my friends who is very expert and adroit, M. Palot; and he writes that he is on the track. I am interested in the history of this sentimental, sceptical young rascal.
He had long brown locks, and his mustache and eyebrows were coal-black. M. Plantat certainly did not recognize him as Palot, but M. Lecoq did, and even seemed dissatisfied with his get-up. "Bad," growled he, "pitiable. Do you think it is enough, in order to disguise yourself, to change the color of your beard?
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