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Updated: June 22, 2025
If you care to learn how he had gathered information, you will find that he had, on one occasion, disguised himself as the commissionaire between the 'Laboratory of the Surete' and Monsieur Stangerson, of whom 'experiments' were demanded. In this way he had been able before the crime, on two occasions to take stock of the pavilion. He had 'made up' so that Daddy Jacques had not recognised him.
"You understand why I thank you so very much?" "Yes," said Hanaud. "But, mademoiselle" and he bent over the car and spoke to her quietly, holding her hand "there is ALWAYS a big Newfoundland dog in the worst of troubles if only you will look for him. I tell you so I, who belong to the Surete in Paris. Do not lose heart!" And in his mind he added: "God forgive me for the lie."
He said only, "Ah!" a word which, in his mouth, signified many things. We were about to take the road leading to the chateau, when a considerable stir at the park gate attracted our attention. A carriage had arrived and some people had come from the chateau to meet it. Rouletabille pointed out to me a gentleman who descended from it. "That's the Chief of the Surete" he said.
Then, with true British grit, he assumed an attitude of boldness, and asked: "Am I compelled to answer that question?" "I am Charles Ogier, chief inspector of the Surete of Monaco, and I press for a reply," answered the other firmly. "And I, Hugh Henfrey, a British subject, at present decline to satisfy you," was the young man's bold response.
It never entered my head, of course, that they had any such insane scheme brewing as that else I would never have so giddily arranged with Ducroy through the Surete, you understand to take Vauquelin's place.... Besides, who else could it have been?
I am not sorry that it is Geneva, for the Chef de la Surete is a friend of mine." "And what else do we know?" asked Ricardo. "This," said Hanaud. He paused impressively. "Bring up your chair to the table, M. Wethermill, and consider whether I am right or wrong"; and he waited until Harry Wethermill had obeyed. Then he laughed in a friendly way at himself.
Before leaving Verdun he had seen Pierrepont enter the telegraph bureau to dispatch a message to the Sûreté, without a doubt. They already knew in Paris that he was under arrest, but at his home they were, happily, still in ignorance. Poor Blanche was asleep, no doubt, by that time, he thought, calm in the belief that he had been delayed and would be home in the early hours.
Hebert had then laid hands upon this very same man; agents of the Surete had barred every ingress and egress to the house, had conducted their prisoner straightway to the depot and thence to the Abbaye, had since that moment guarded him on sight, by day and by night. Hebert and the other men as well as the chief warder, all swore to that! No, no! There could be no doubt! There was no doubt!
Since they had met in secret Weirmarsh had made a flying visit to Brussels, where he had conferred with two friends of his. Upon their suggestion he was now acting. If Paul Le Pontois were secretly denounced and afterwards found innocent, then it would only mystify the French police; the policy pursued towards the Sûreté, as well as towards Sir Hugh, was a clever move on Weirmarsh's part.
This man who, four years ago, introduced himself to the Surete, and became celebrated as Frederic Larsan, is notorious under another name a name well known to crime. Frederic Larsan, Monsieur President, is Ballmeyer!" "Ballmeyer!" cried the President. "Ballmeyer!" exclaimed Robert Darzac, springing to his feet. "Ballmeyer! It was true, then!" "Ah!
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