"Faubourg St. Honoré, Monsieur le Commissaire," interrupted the cabman, feebly.
"——Faubourg St. Honoré, crossed the Pont de Solferino, where he was seen by Agent Dubat, and was brought here in a voiture of place, No. 37,420, driven by Jacques Perriot. That, arriving in front of this building, the said Lerouge paid the cabman and dismissed——"
"Pardon, Monsieur le Commissaire," again put in the coachman,—who was evidently trying to do his duty under unfavorable circumstances,—"pardon, monsieur, but he told me to wait."
"Oh, he told you to wait, did he? And why didn't you say that at the Commissariat, you stupid brute?" The officer was furious. "But he paid you, then?"
"Yes, monsieur."
"He paid you five francs and expected you to wait!" sarcastically.
"Yes, monsieur."
"Why?"
"He said he might want me, monsieur."
"Might want you. And why didn't you wait, you old fool?"