“He did indeed. But there is one man who is cleverer still.”
“I don’t believe it.”
“Yes, there’s the man who guessed that the heap of sand concealed the three hundred million francs. That man is a master, before whom we must all bow.”
Flattered by the compliment, Don Luis raised his hat. Valenglay gave him his hand:
“I can think of no reward worthy of the service which you have done the country.”
“I ask for no reward,” said Don Luis.
“I daresay, sir, but I should wish you at least to be thanked by voices that carry more weight than mine.”
“Is it really necessary, monsieur le président?”
“I consider it essential. May I also confess that I am curious to learn how you discovered the secret? I should be glad, therefore, if you would call at my department in an hour’s time.”
“I am very sorry, sir, but I shall be gone in fifteen minutes.”