"Pour sûr! I spent an hour there. And talked the soul out of the chambermaid. A good-looking wench! And a sharp one!" he chuckled. "She knows the value of a ten-franc piece!"
"Well, well," broke in M. Paul, "what did you discover?"
"Gibelin beamed. 'The old school has its good points, after all.'"
Gibelin lifted his pudgy hands deprecatingly. "For one thing I discovered a photograph of the woman who was in Number Six with Martinez."
"The devil!" cried Coquenil.
"It is not of much importance, since already you have the woman's name and address." He shot a keen glance at his rival.
M. Paul was silent. What humiliation was this! No doubt Gibelin had heard the truth and was gloating over it!
"How do you know it is the woman's photograph?" questioned the judge.