"What are you doing here?" he asked. "I told you to watch that diver."
The young detective shrugged his shoulders. "The job's done, he found the auger."
"Ah! Where is it?"
"I gave it to M. Gibelin."
Coquenil could scarcely believe his ears.
"You gave the auger to Gibelin? Why?"
"Because he told me to."
"You must be crazy! Gibelin had nothing to do with this. You take your orders from me."
"Do I?" laughed the other. "M. Gibelin says I take orders from him."
"We'll see about this," muttered M. Paul, and crossing the little bridge, he entered the courtyard of the Palais de Justice and hurried up to the office of Judge Hauteville. On the stairs he met Gibelin, fat and perspiring.