"Find her, Galipaud--keep your eye on her. We may want her--why, I
cannot say, as she seems disconnected with the event, but still she
ought to be at hand." Then, turning to the porter, he went on. "Finish,
please. You said 9 and 10 was the lady's. Well, 11 and 12?"

"It was vacant all through the run."

"And the last compartment, for four?"

"There were two berths, occupied both by Frenchmen, at least so I judged
them. They talked French to each other and to me."

"Then now we have them all. Stand aside, please, and I will make the
passengers come in. We will then determine their places and affix their
names from their own admissions. Call them in, Block, one by one."


CHAPTER III

The questions put by M. Floçon were much the same in every case, and
were limited in this early stage of the inquiry to the one point of
identity.

The first who entered was a Frenchman. He was a jovial, fat-faced,
portly man, who answered to the name of Anatole Lafolay, and who
described himself as a traveller in precious stones. The berth he had
occupied was No. 13 in compartment _f_. His companion in the berth was a
younger man, smaller, slighter, but of much the same stamp. His name was
Jules Devaux, and he was a commission agent. His berth had been No. 15
in the same compartment, _f_. Both these Frenchmen gave their addresses