A similar watch was already kept upon the house where investigating magistrate Amadieu resided.

And if the latter's life was precious, that of Public Prosecutor Lehmann was equally so, for he was one of those political magistrates, one of those shrewd talented Israelites, who make their way in very honest fashion by invariably taking the part of the Government in office.
Then Gascogne in his turn remarked: "There is also the Barthes affair, Monsieur le Ministre--we are still waiting.

Are we to arrest Barthes at that little house at Neuilly ?" One of those chances which sometimes come to the help of detectives and make people think the latter to be men of genius had revealed to him the circumstance that Barthes had found a refuge with Abbe Pierre Froment.
Ever since the Anarchist terror had thrown Paris into dismay a warrant had been out against the old man, not for any precise offence, but simply because he was a suspicious character and might, therefore, have had some intercourse with the Revolutionists.

However, it had been repugnant to Gascogne to arrest him at the house of a priest whom the whole district venerated as a saint; and the Minister, whom he had consulted on the point, had warmly approved of his reserve, since a member of the clergy was in question, and had undertaken to settle the affair himself.
"No, Monsieur Gascogne," he now replied, "don't move in the matter.

You know what my feelings are, that we ought to have the priests with us and not against us--I have had a letter written to Abbe Froment in order that he may call here this morning, as I shall have no other visitors.