"Do you know that I am keeping you to lunch with me?"
Everyone smilingly accepted the invitation, and the examining magistrate, finding that the case of little Louise Roqué was quite enough to bother about for one day, turned towards the Mayor:
"I can have the body brought to your house, can I not? You have a room in which you can keep it for me till this evening."
The other got confused, and stammered:
"Yes—no—no. To tell the truth, I prefer that it should not come into my house on account of—on account of my servants who are already talking about ghosts in—in my tower, in the Fox's tower. You know—I could no longer keep a single one. No—I prefer not to have it in my house."
The magistrate began to smile:
"Good! I am going to get it carried off at once to Roug, for the legal examination."
Turning towards the door:
"I can make use of your trap can I not?"
"Yes, certainly."