So saying, he took up the lamp, and, taking a huge bunch of keys from his pocket, he opened the door of his study. He had hardly crossed the threshold when Cornelius heard him cry out in surprise. He rose to go to his assistance, when Balthazar, pale as death, reappeared in the entrance:
"My God! Cornelius."
"What is it? what is wrong?" exclaimed the man of science.
"Great heavens! I am ruined! Come here! Look!"
And Balthazar raised his lamp so as to light up the interior of his study.
CHAPTER III.
What Cornelius saw justified Balthazar's exclamation of surprise. The floor was literally strewn with papers of all kinds, and this profusion of documents clearly proved that something extraordinary had occurred. A large portfolio in which Balthazar kept all his private papers was torn open, notwithstanding that it had a steel lock, and was thrown carelessly on the floor, the papers it had contained being scattered far and wide.
But this was nothing when compared with that which was to follow. Balthazar now rushed up
