As the police had been able to discover the old conspirator in the little house at Neuilly, how was it that they seemed altogether ignorant of Guillaume's presence there?
It was, however, the usual gap in the genius of great detectives.
"Pray what do you desire of me, Monsieur le Ministre ?" said Pierre at last; "I don't quite understand." "Why, Monsieur l'Abbe, I leave all this to your sense of prudence.

If that man were still at your house in forty-eight hours from now, we should be obliged to arrest him there, which would be a source of grief to us, for we are aware that your residence is the abode of every virtue.
So advise him to leave France.

If he does that we shall not trouble him." Then Monferrand hastily brought Pierre back to the ante-room; and, smiling and bending low, he said: "Monseigneur, I am entirely at your disposal.

Come in, come in, I beg you." The prelate, who was gaily chatting with Duvillard and Fonsegue, shook hands with them, and then with Pierre.

In his desire to win all hearts, he that morning displayed the most perfect graciousness.