M. Lecoq smiled loftily.

"Perhaps so; but it is mine. All Paris is under the eye of the police,

just as an ant is under that of the naturalist with his microscope. How

is it, you may ask, that Paris still holds so many professional rogues?

Ah, that is because we are hampered by legal forms. The law compels us

to use only polite weapons against those to whom all weapons are

serviceable. The courts tie our hands. The rogues are clever, but be

sure that our cleverness is much greater than theirs."

"But," interrupted M. Plantat, "Tremorel is now outside the law; we have

the warrant."

"What matters it? Does the warrant give me the right to search any house

in which I may have reason to suppose he is hiding himself? No. If I

should go to the house of one of Hector's old friends he would kick me

out of doors. You must know that in France the police have to contend

not only with the rogues, but also with the honest people."

M. Lecoq always waxed warm on this subject; he felt a strong resentment

against the injustice practised on his profession. Fortunately, at the

moment when he was most excited, the black ball suddenly caught his eye.

"The devil!" exclaimed he, "I was forgetting Hector."

M. Plantat, though listening patiently to his companion's indignant

utterances, could not help thinking of the murderer.

"You said that we must look for Tremorel in Paris," he remarked.

"And I said truly," responded M. Lecoq in a calmer tone. "I have come to

the conclusion that here, perhaps within two streets of us, perhaps in

the next house, the fugitives are hid. But let's go on with our

calculation of probabilities. Hector knows Paris too well to hope to

conceal himself even for a week in a hotel or lodging-house; he knows

these are too sharply watched by the police. He had plenty of time

before him, and so arranged to hire apartments in some convenient

house."

"He came to Paris three or four times some weeks ago."

"Then there's no longer any doubt about it. He hired some apartments

under a false name, paid in advance, and to-day he is comfortably

ensconced in his new residence."

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