I saw plainly enough that Sander was thinking only of the money, and meant to catch both the thieves.

The bearer of the letter, who was a Frenchman, said that he had his eye on Miste, who was staying in the old inn of the Chapeau Rouge at the top of the Quai Massena, and passed for a commercial traveller there.
"Monsieur must not molest my charge," he said.

"Mr.Sander has so ordered.

It is probable that Miste has in his possession only a portion of the money." [Illustration: "ARE WE MEN ?" RETORTED ALPHONSE, IN RESPONSE, AS HE WRESTLED WITH HIS SHIRT COLLAR, "OR ARE WE SCHOOLGIRLS?
TELL ME THAT, MR.

THE POLICEMAN!"] We went to the Hotel des Anglais, and there wrote fictitious names in the police register; for it was impossible to be too careful.
Alphonse, in his zeal, would have written himself down an Englishman had I not remonstrated, and told him that the ordinary housefly could have in its mind no doubt as to his nationality.