"If that isn't just like the fool! He ought to keep hens; it's all he's fit for!" He ran to the fireplace, seized the lantern, and began lighting it: "Where is the handkerchief ?" he cried.
"In the left-hand corner of the little room on the right on the second floor.

But if you're going to arrest Mademoiselle Kritchnoff, why are you bothering about the handkerchief?
It can't be of any importance," said the Duke.
"I beg your pardon," said Guerchard.

"But it is." "But why ?" said the Duke.
"I was arresting Mademoiselle Kritchnoff all right because I had a very strong presumption of her guilt.

But I hadn't the slightest proof of it," said Guerchard.
"What ?" cried the Duke, in a horrified tone.
"No, you've just given me the proof; and since she was able to hide the pearls in the house next door, she knew the road which led to it.
Therefore she's an accomplice," said Guerchard, in a triumphant tone.
"What?
Do you think that, too ?" cried the Duke.

"Good Heavens! And it's me! ...