"Rather!"
"What's her name?"
"Mme. Ganimard."
"Very witty! Oh, very witty!" cried the inspector, in an affected tone.
At that moment, the men returned from the other rooms and declared that their search had led to nothing. Lupin began to laugh:
"Of course not! Did you expect to find a list of my friends, or a proof of my relations with the German Emperor? What you ought to have looked for, Ganimard, are the little mysteries of this flat. For instance, that gas-pipe is a speaking tube. The chimney contains a staircase. This wall here is hollow. And such a tangle of bell-wires! Look here, Ganimard: just press that button."
Ganimard did as he was asked.
"Did you hear anything?"
"No."