onsieur was seated at his table, talking in a low tone and hurriedly to Lucas. They started and stared as I broke in upon them, and then Monsieur cried out to me:
"Ah, Félix! You have come to your senses."
"I will tell Monsieur all, the whole story."
He tested my honesty with a glance, then looked beyond me at Marcel, standing agape in the doorway.
"Leave us, Marcel. Go down-stairs. Leave that door open, and shut the door into the corridor."
Marcel obeyed. Monsieur turned to me with a smile.
"Now, Félix."
I had hardly been able to hold my words back while Marcel was disposed of.
"Monsieur, I knew not, myself, the names of those men. Now I have found out. They—"