The journey,
however, was useless. M. Tabaret, the cabriolet, the swift horse, and
the twelve men had all disappeared, or at least were not to be found.
On returning home, greatly fatigued, and very much out of temper, the
investigating magistrate found the following telegram from the chief of
the detective force awaiting him; it was brief, but to the point:
"ROUEN, Sunday.
"The man is found. This evening we start for Paris. The most valuable
testimony. GEVROL."
CHAPTER XV.
On the Monday morning, at nine o'clock, M. Daburon was preparing to
start for the Palais de Justice, where he expected to find Gevrol and
his man, and perhaps old Tabaret. His preparations were nearly made,
when his servant announced that a young lady, accompanied by another
considerably older, asked to speak with him. She declined giving
her name, saying, however, that she would not refuse it, if it was
absolutely necessary in order to be received.
"Show them in," said the magistrate.
He thought it must be a relation of one or other of the prisoners, whose
case he had had in hand when this fresh crime occurred. He determined to
send her away quickly.
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