the court came a youthful voice:

"I agree with Frederic Larsan as to the death of the keeper; but I
do not agree with him as to the way the murderer escaped!"

Everybody turned round, astonished. The clerks of the court sprang
towards the speaker, calling out silence, and the President angrily
ordered the intruder to be immediately expelled. The same clear
voice, however, was again heard:

"It is I, Monsieur President--Joseph Rouletabille!"





CHAPTER XXVII

In Which Joseph Rouletabille Appears in All His Glory


The excitement was extreme. Cries from fainting women were to be
heard amid the extraordinary bustle and stir. The "majesty of the
law" was utterly forgotten. The President tried in vain to make
himself heard. Rouletabille made his way forward with difficulty,
but by dint of much elbowing reached his manager and greeted him
cordially. The letter was passed to him and pocketing it he turned
to the witness-box. He was dressed exactly as on the day he left
me even to the ulster over his arm. Turning to the President, he
said: