"Come down here," said Matt. "We want to talk with you."
"I haf done nozzing wrong," returned Rigolette, in a whining, apologetic voice.
"We don't say you have," answered Matt, fully convinced now that something unusual had taken place in the house, "and all we want you to do is to come down and talk with us."
The fellow disappeared from the balcony and presently showed himself in the door.
"Vat eet ees?" he inquired.
There was fear in his shifty eyes as he flashed them over Matt and Carl.
"Is there a man named Townsend in your house?" returned Matt.
"Non—no. Zere ees no man lak dat.'
"A man named Jurgens, then?"
Rigolette started and hunched his shoulders.