"M. Formery, the examining magistrate, does not get on very well with Guerchard."
"What sort of a man is M. Formery? Is he capable?" said the Duke.
"Oh, yes—yes. He's very capable," said the inspector quickly. "But he doesn't have very good luck."
"M. Gournay-Martin particularly asked me to send for Guerchard if I arrived too late, and found the burglary already committed," said the Duke. "It seems that there is war to the knife between Guerchard and this Arsène Lupin. In that case Guerchard will leave no stone unturned to catch the rascal and recover the stolen treasures. M. Gournay-Martin felt that Guerchard was the man for this piece of work very strongly indeed."
"Very good, your Grace," said the inspector. And he rang up the Prefecture of Police.
The Duke heard him report the crime and ask that Guerchard should be sent. The official in charge at the moment seemed to make some demur.
The Duke sprang to his feet, and said in an anxious tone, "Perhaps I'd better speak to him myself,"
He took his place at the telephone and said, "I am the Duke of Charmerace. M. Gournay-
