wide mouth of the policeman, and showed a row of very white, able-looking teeth.
"Ah, M. Guerchard!" he said, "you're cleverer than all the examining magistrates in Paris put together!"
"You ought not to say that, my good fellow. I can't prevent you thinking it, of course; but you ought not to say it," said Guerchard with husky gentleness; and the faintest smile played round the corners of his mouth.
He walked slowly to the window, and the policeman walked with him.
"Have you noticed this, sir?" said the policeman, taking hold of the top of the ladder with a powerful hand. "It's probable that the burglars came in and went away by this ladder."
"Thank you," said Guerchard.
"They have even left this card-table on the window-sill," said the policeman; and he patted the card-table with his other powerful hand.
"Thank you, thank you," said Guerchard.
"They don't think it's Lupin's work at all," said the policeman. "They think that Lupin's letter announcing the burglary and these signatures on the walls are only a ruse."
"Is that so?" said Guerchard.
"Is there any way I can help you, sir?" said policeman.
