"It is the Duc d'Orléans."
"Bah!"
"He knows, then, that I am in possession."
"Yes,—certainly."
"Probably wants me to take charge of his guns——"
"And dynamite bombs——"
"The wretches!"
"You can tell him you have turned them over to Inspector Loup."
"I will, pardieu!"
He was inspecting the superscription of the next envelope.