. Monsieur Lecoq & The honor of the name . nding the lateness of the hour. M. Daburon was stillin his office. He was conversing with the Comte de Commarin. Old Taharet entered like a whirlwind. Sir. he cried, Mut-tering with suppressed rage, we have discovered the real asin! It is my adopted son. my heir, Xoel! A warrant is nec-essary at once. Tf we lose a minute, he will slip through ourfingers. lie will know that he is discovered, if his mistres, hastime to warn him of my visit. Hasten, sir, hasten! M. I >.iburon opened Ins lips to ask an explanation: but the old detec-tive continued: Tha
. Monsieur Lecoq & The honor of the name . nding the lateness of the hour. M. Daburon was stillin his office. He was conversing with the Comte de Commarin. Old Taharet entered like a whirlwind. Sir. he cried, Mut-tering with suppressed rage, we have discovered the real asin! It is my adopted son. my heir, Xoel! A warrant is nec-essary at once. Tf we lose a minute, he will slip through ourfingers. lie will know that he is discovered, if his mistres, hastime to warn him of my visit. Hasten, sir, hasten! M. I >.iburon opened Ins lips to ask an explanation: but the old detec-tive continued: That is not all. An innocent man, Albert. i>still in prison. He will not hi bo an hour longer, replied the magistrate;a moment before your arrival. I had made arrangement 900 THE LEROUGE AFFAIR have him released. We must now occupy ourselves with theother one. Neither old Tabaret nor M. Daburon had noticedthe disappearance of the Comte de Commarin. On hearingNoels name mentioned, he gained the door quietly, and rushedout into the ?^[OEL had promised to use every effort, to attempt even the^ impossible, to obtain Alberts release. He in fact did in-terview the Public Prosecutor and some members of the bar,but managed to be repulsed everywhere. At four oclock, hecalled at the Comte de Commarins house, to inform his fatherof the ill success of his efforts. The comte has gone out,said Denis; but if you will take the trouble to wait.—I willwait, answered Noel.—Then, replied the valet, will youplease follow me? I have the comtes orders to show you intohis private room. This confidence gave Noel an idea of his new power. Hewas at home, henceforth, in that magnificent house, he was themaster, the heir! His glance, which wandered over the entireroom, noticed the genealogical tree, hanging on the wall. Heapproached it, and read. It was like a page, and one of themost illustrious, taken from the golden book of French no-bility. A warm glow of pride filled the barristers heart
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