Mondoubleau. Really, really! Four times!
Mouzon. This is getting interesting. Besides this—I have neglected nothing—I have learned that his wife, Yanetta Etchepare—
Mondoubleau. Is that the young woman I saw in the corridor just now?
Mouzon. I have called her as witness. I shall be hearing her directly.
Mondoubleau. She looks a very respectable woman.
Mouzon. Possibly. But, as I was about to tell you, I have learned that she used to live in Paris—before her marriage—I have written asking for information. Here we are. [He opens the envelope and smiles] Aha! Well, this young woman who looks so respectable was sentenced to one month's imprisonment for receiving stolen goods. Now we will hear the police lieutenant who is coming, very obligingly, to give me an account of the inquiry with which I intrusted him, and which he will put in writing this evening. I shall soon see—
Mondoubleau. Do you suppose he will have anything new for you?
Mouzon. Does this interest you? I will see him in your presence. [He goes to the door and makes a sign. He returns to his chair] Understand, I assert nothing. It is quite possible that my colleague's judgment has been more correct than mine. [The officer enters]
Scene III:—The same and the officer.
Officer. Good-morning, Monsieur.