And he turned towards his Registrar as if he no longer knew us.
But Rouletabille was not to be so easily shaken off.

He moved nearer to the examining magistrate and, drawing a copy of the "Matin" from his pocket, he showed it to him and said: "There is one thing, Monsieur, which I may enquire of you without committing an indiscretion.

You have, of course, seen the account given in the 'Matin'?
It is absurd, is it not ?" "Not in the slightest, Monsieur." "What! The Yellow Room has but one barred window--the bars of which have not been moved--and only one door, which had to be broken open--and the assassin was not found!" "That's so, monsieur,--that's so.

That's how the matter stands." Rouletabille said no more but plunged into thought.

A quarter of an hour thus passed.
Coming back to himself again he said, addressing the magistrate: "How did Mademoiselle Stangerson wear her hair on that evening ?" "I don't know," replied Monsieur de Marquet.
"That's a very important point," said Rouletabille.