M. de Gesvres and the two girls, impressed by Beautrelet's tranquil
assurance, listened attentively.

"You know the murderer's name?"

"Yes."

"And the place where he is concealed, perhaps?"

"Yes."

M. Filleul rubbed his hands.

"What a piece of luck! This capture will do honor to my career. And
can you make me these startling revelations now?"

"Yes, now--or rather, if you do not mind, in an hour or two, when I
shall have assisted at your inquiry to the end."

"No, no, young man, here and now, please." At that moment Raymonde
de Saint-Veran, who had not taken her eyes from Isidore Beautrelet
since the beginning of this scene, came up to M. Filleul:

"Monsieur le Juge d'Instruction--"

"Yes, mademoiselle?"

She hesitated for two or three seconds, with her eyes fixed on
Beautrelet, and then, addressing M. Filleul: