"What has happened? Tell me at once, for Heaven's sake."
"M. Cloarek has thrown the chief judge of the court out of the window," responded Segoffin, with another sigh.
"Mon Dieu!"
"There is no undoing that which is done."
"But what you say is absurd."
"It was out of a window on the first floor, so he didn't have far to fall," said Segoffin, thoughtfully, "and the presiding judge is sure to have landed on his feet as usual. He's a sharp fellow."
"Look here, Segoffin, I don't believe a single word you're telling me. It is only one of those cock-and-bull stories you're so fond of inventing, and it is really a shame for you to make merry at monsieur's expense, when he has always been so kind to you."
"Very well, you may think I am joking, if you want to," replied Segoffin, coldly, "but you had better give me monsieur's costume. He told me to take it up to his room, and he will be here before very long now."
"It is really true that there has been a scene between monsieur and the chief judge, then?" exclaimed Suzanne.
"Of course, as monsieur threw him out of the window."