business, which alarms me and upsets my plans; yours too, I expect?"
Prasville had every confidence in Clarisse Mergy. He knew her relentless
hatred of Daubrecq and appreciated the
assistance which she had rendered
in the case. He
therefore made no dilficulties about telling her what he
knew, thanks to certain clues and especially to the evidence of the
portress.
For that matter, the thing was
exceedingly simple. Daubrecq, who had
attended the trial of Gilbert and Vaucheray as a
witness and who was
seen in court during the speeches, returned home at six o'clock. The
portress affirmed that he came in alone and that there was nobody in the
house at the time. Nevertheless, a few minutes later, she heard shouts,
followed by the sound of a struggle and two pistol-shots; and from her
lodge she saw four masked men
scuttle down the front steps, carrying
Daubrecq the
deputy, and hurry toward the gate. They opened the gate.
At the same moment, a motor-car arrived outside the house. The four men
bundled themselves into it; and the motor-car, which had hardly had time
to stop, set off at full speed.
"Were there not always two policemen on duty?" asked Clarisse.
"They were there," said Prasville, "but at a hundred and fifty yards'
distance; and Daubrecq was carried off so quickly that they were unable
to
interfere, although they hastened up as fast as they could."
"And did they discover nothing, find nothing?"
"Nothing, or hardly anything... Merely this."
"What is that?"
"A little piece of ivory, which they picked up on the ground. There was
a fifth party in the car; and the portress saw him get down while the
others were hoisting Daubrecq in. As he was stepping back into the car,
he dropped something and picked it up again at once. But the thing,
whatever it was, must have been broken on the
pavement; for this is the
bit of ivory which my men found."
"But how did the four men manage to enter the house?" asked Clarisse.
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evidently, while the portress was doing her
shopping, in the course of the afternoon; and they had no difficulty
in secreting themselves, as Daubrecq keeps no other servants. I have
every reason to believe that they hid in the room next door, which is
the dining-room, and afterward attacked Daubrecq here, in the study.
The
disturbance of the furniture and other articles proves how violent
the struggle was. We found a large-bore
revolver, belonging to
Daubrecq, on the
carpet. One of the bullets had smashed the glass over
the mantel-piece, as you see."
Clarisse turned to her
companion for him to express an opinion. But M.
Nicole, with his eyes obstinately lowered, had not budged from his chair
and sat fumbling at the rim of his hat, as though he had not yet found a
proper place for it.
Prasville gave a smile. It was
evident that he did not look upon
Clarisse's
adviser as a man of first-rate intelligence:
"The case is somewhat puzzling,
monsieur," he said, "is it not?"
"Yes... yes," M. Nicole confessed, "most puzzling."
"Then you have no little theory of your own upon the matter?"
"Well,
monsieur le secretaire-general, I'm thinking that Daubrecq has
many enemies.
"Ah, capital!"
"And that several of those enemies, who are interested in his
disappearance, must have banded themselves against him.
"Capital, capital!" said Prasville, with satirical
approval. "Capital!
Everything is becoming clear as
daylight. It only remains for you to
furnish us with a little
suggestion that will
enable us to turn our
search in the right direction."
"Don't you think,
monsieur le secretaire-general, that this broken bit
of ivory which was picked up on the ground... "
"No, M. Nicole, no. That bit of ivory belongs to something which we do
not know and which its owner will at once make it his business to
conceal. In order to trace the owner, we should at least be able to
define the nature of the thing itself."
M. Nicole reflected and then began:
"Monsieur le secretaire-general, when Napoleon I fell from power... "
"Oh, M. Nicole, oh, a lesson in French history!"
"Only a
sentence,
monsieur le secretaire-general, just one
sentence which
I will ask your leave to complete. When Napoleon I fell from power, the
Restoration placed a certain number of officers on half-pay. These
officers were suspected by the authorities and kept under
observation by
the police. They remained
faithful to the emperor's memory; and they
contrived to
reproduce the features of their idol on all sorts of objects
of
everyday use; snuff-boxes, rings, breast-pins, pen-knives and so on."
"Well?"