But Mascarin arrested his progress.
"You are not a good bloodhound. Take Toto Chupin with you; he is outside with his chestnuts, and is as fly as they make them. If you catch her up, don't say a word, but follow her up, and see where she goes. I want to know her whole daily life. Remember that no item, however unimportant it may seem, is not of consequence."
Beaumarchef disappeared in an instant, and Mascarin continued to grumble.
"What a fool!" he murmured. "If I could only do everything myself. I worried my life out for months, trying to find the clue to the mystery which this woman holds, and now she has again escaped me."
Paul, who saw that his presence was not remarked, coughed to draw attention to it. In an instant Mascarin turned quickly round.
"Excuse me," said Paul; but the set smile had already resumed its place upon Mascarin's countenance.
"You are," remarked he, civilly, "Paul Violaine, are you not?"
"Forgive my absence for an instant. I will be back directly," said Mascarin.