"That's all right," said Morestal, walking away with his son, while the magistrates went on to Saboureux's Farm. "It will be an even simpler matter than I hoped. The French government will know the results of the enquiry this evening. There will be an exchange of views with the German embassy; and to-morrow ..."
"Do you think so?..."
"I go further. I believe that Germany will make the first advance."
As they came to the Col du Diable, they passed a small company of men headed by one in a gold-laced cap.
Morestal took off his hat with a flourish and grinned:
"Good-afternoon!... I hope I see you well!"
The man passed without speaking.
"Who is that?" asked Philippe.
"Weisslicht, the chief of the detectives."