Some of them accuse the supers.

Others pretend that it's the acting-manager's doorkeeper ..." "My doorkeeper?
I'll answer for him as I would for myself!" protested Mercier.
"But, after all, M.Lachenel," cried Richard, "you must have some idea." "Yes, I have," M.Lachenel declared.

"I have an idea and I'll tell you what it is.

There's no doubt about it in my mind." He walked up to the two managers and whispered.

"It's the ghost who did the trick!" Richard gave a jump.
"What, you too! You too!" "How do you mean, I too?
Isn't it natural, after what I saw ?" "What did you see ?" "I saw, as clearly as I now see you, a black shadow riding a white horse that was as like Cesar as two peas!" "And did you run after them ?" "I did and I shouted, but they were too fast for me and disappeared in the darkness of the underground gallery." M.Richard rose.