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 a little plump man, very red, very bald, with a cranium that shone like a billiard ball. He entered the library one morning feigning to come as a but he soon showed that he knew nothing about books. While all the busts of the ancient philosophers were reflected in his shining pate, he put divers insidious questions to Monsieur Sariette, who grew uncomfortable and turned red, for innocence is easily flustered. From that moment Monsieur des Aubels had a mighty suspicion that Monsieur Sariette was the perpetrator of the very thefts he denounced with horror; and it immediately occurred to him to seek out the accomplices of the crime. As regards motives, he did not trouble about them; motives are always to be found. Monsieur des Aubels told Monsieur René d’Esparvieu that, if he liked, he would have the house secretly watched by a detective from the Prefecture.

“I will see that you get Mignon,” he said. “He is an excellent servant, assiduous and prudent.”

By six o’clock next morning Mignon was already walking up and down outside the d’Esparvieus’ house, his head sunk between his shoulders, wearing which showed from under the narrow brim of his bowler hat, his eye cocked over his shoulder. He wore an enormous moustache, his hands and feet were huge; in fact, his whole appearance was distinctly memorable. He