"We are prisoners, then?"
"By no means. Only the law requires your presence, and the law, you know, must be obeyed, monsieur?"
Chivey had not taken part in the conversation, but had been looking round for a good chance of escaping.
"You, of course, will accompany your friend?" said the detective, tapping him on the shoulder.
"Must, I suppose," responded Chivey, who noticed several other policeman were loitering about the station.
So, with a very bad grace, the two intending excursionists walked back to the hall of justice.
The English prisoners had already been brought into the hall, and the trial had commenced.
It certainly seemed at first that our young hero had got himself into a bad fix, for the evidence was much against him.
The police had captured them in Lenoir's workshop.
They had been seen in conversation with him not only there, but at the café the police had been warned of their nefarious doings and so forth.