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The Teeth of the Tiger

By Maurice Leblanc.

Translated by Alexander Teixeira de Mattos.

Table of Contents Titlepage Imprint I: d’Artagnan, Porthos 
 and Monte Cristo II: A Man Dead III: A Man Doomed IV: The Clouded Turquoise V: The Iron Curtain VI: The Man with the Ebony Walking-Stick VII: Shakespeare’s Works, Volume VIII VIII: The Devil’s Post-Office IX: Lupin’s Anger X: Gaston Sauverand Explains XI: Routed XII: “Help!” XIII: The Explosion XIV: The “Hater” XV: The Heir to the Hundred Millions XVI: Weber Takes His Revenge XVII: Open Sesame! XVIII: Arsùne I Emperor of Mauretania XIX: “The Snare Is Laid. Beware, Lupin!” XX: Florence’s Secret XXI: Lupin’s Lupins Colophon Uncopyright Imprint The Standard Ebooks logo.

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I d’Artagnan, Porthos⁠ ⁠
 and Monte Cristo

It was half-past four; M. Desmalions, the Prefect of Police, was not yet back at the office. His private secretary laid on the desk a bundle of letters and reports which he had annotated for his chief, rang the bell and said to the messenger who entered by the main door:

“Monsieur le PrĂ©fet has sent for a number of people to see him at five o’clock. Here are their names. Show them into separate waiting-rooms, so that they can’t communicate with one another, and let me have their cards when they come.”

The messenger went out. The secretary was turning toward the small door that led to his room, when the main door opened once more and admitted a man who stopped and leaned swaying over the back of a chair.

“Why, it’s you, VĂ©rot!” said the secretary. “But what’s happened? What’s the matter?”

Inspector VĂ©rot was a very stout, powerfully built man, with a big neck and shoulders and a florid complexion. He had obviously been upset by some violent excitement, for his face, streaked with red veins and usually so apoplectic, seemed almost pale.

“Oh, nothing, Monsieur le SecrĂ©taire!” he said.

“Yes, yes; you’re not looking your usual self. You’re gray in the face.⁠ ⁠
 And the way you’re perspiring.⁠ ⁠
”

Inspector VĂ©rot wiped his forehead and, pulling himself together, said:

“It’s just a little tiredness.⁠ ⁠
 I’ve been overworking myself lately: I was very keen on clearing up a case which Monsieur Desmalions had put in my hands. All the same, I have a funny sort of feeling⁠—”

“Will you have a pick-me-up?”

“No, no; I’m more thirsty.”

“A glass of water?”

“No, thank you.”

“What then?”

“I should like⁠—I should like⁠—”

His voice faltered. He wore a troubled look, as if he had suddenly lost his power of getting out another word. But he recovered himself with an effort and asked:

“Isn’t Monsieur Desmalions here?”

“No; he won’t be back till five, when he has an important meeting.”

“Yes⁠ ⁠
 I know⁠ ⁠
 most important. That’s what I’m here for. But I should have liked to see him first. I should so much have liked to see him!”

The secretary stared at VĂ©rot and said:

“What a state you’re in! Is your message so urgent as all that?”

“It’s very urgent, indeed. It has to do with a crime that took place a month ago, to the day. And, above all, it’s a matter of preventing two murders which are the outcome of that other crime and which are to be committed tonight. Yes, tonight, inevitably, unless we take the necessary steps.”

“Sit down, VĂ©rot, won’t you?”

“You see, the whole thing has been planned in such an infernal manner! You would never have imagined⁠—”

“Still, VĂ©rot, as you know about it beforehand, and as Monsieur le PrĂ©fet is sure to give you full powers⁠—”

“Yes, of course, of course. But, all the same, it’s terrible to think that I might miss him. So I wrote him this letter, telling him all I know about the business. I thought it safer.”

He handed the secretary a large yellow envelope and added:

“And here’s a little box as well; I’ll leave it on this table. It contains something that will serve to complete and explain the contents of the letter.”

“But why don’t you keep all that by you?”

“I’m afraid to. They’re watching me. They’re trying to get rid of me. I shan’t be easy in my mind until someone besides myself knows the secret.”

“Have no fear, VĂ©rot. Monsieur le PrĂ©fet is bound to be back soon. Meanwhile, I advise you to go to the infirmary and ask for a pick-me-up.”

The inspector seemed undecided what to do. Once more he wiped away the perspiration that was trickling down his forehead. Then, drawing himself up, he left the office. When he was gone the secretary slipped the letter into a big bundle of papers that lay on the Prefect’s desk and went out by the door leading to his own room.

He had hardly closed it behind him when the other door opened once again and the inspector returned, spluttering:

“Monsieur le SecrĂ©taire⁠ ⁠
 it’d be better if I showed you⁠—”

The unfortunate man was as white as a sheet. His teeth were chattering. When he saw that the secretary was gone, he tried to walk across to

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