I can not listen to your babble longer." "I do not intend that you shall; but your whereabouts on Monday night, March eighteenth, of this year, may need explanation, Monsieur Chauvenet." "If it should, I shall call upon you, my dear fellow!" "Save yourself the trouble! The bureau I employed to investigate the matter could assist you much better.

All I could offer would be copies of its very thorough reports.

The number of cups of coffee your friend Durand drank for breakfast this morning at his lodgings in Vienna will reach me in due course!" "You are really a devil of a fellow, John Armitage! So much knowledge! So acute an intellect! You are too wise to throw away your life futilely." "You have been most generous in sparing it thus far!" laughed Armitage, and Chauvenet took instant advantage of his change of humor.
"Perhaps--perhaps--I have pledged my faith in the wrong quarter, Monsieur.

If I may say it, we are both fairly clever men; together we could achieve much!" "So you would sell out, would you ?" laughed Armitage.

"You miserable little blackguard, I should like to join forces with you! Your knack of getting the poison into the right cup every time would be a valuable asset! But we are not made for each other in this world.