"Wulfenmimenglaschk."
"That's it!... Have you seen him, M. Giraud?"
"I have, but I couldn't get anything out of him; he was three-quarters drunk, and furious with his Majesty who had just struck him."
M. Annion stared in amazement.
"But Frederick-Christian was his friend—his intimate friend ... they were pals ... and you say he struck him?"
Crossing quickly to the telephone, he called up:
"Hello! Are inspectors 42, 59 and 63 there? What? Then send them up."
"You did well to come to me, M. Giraud; we must clear up this business at any cost.... I've just sent for the three inspectors whom I detailed this morning to watch his Majesty Frederick-Christian...."
Then glancing at Marie Pascal:
"You'll hear what they have to say, Mademoiselle." A few minutes later the three men entered the office.