? ? ? ? "I do not even consider her," replied D'Arnot.
? ? ? ? The friends had walked to the broad window overlooking the boulevard as they talked. For some time they stood there gazing out upon the busy throng beneath, each wrapped in his own thoughts.
? ? ? ? "It takes some time to compare finger prints," thought D'Arnot, turning to look at the police officer.
? ? ? ? To his astonishment he saw the official leaning back in his chair hastily scanning the contents of the little black diary.
? ? ? ? D'Arnot coughed. The policeman looked up, and, catching his eye, raised his finger to admonish silence. D'Arnot turned back to the window, and presently the police officer spoke.
? ? ? ? "Gentlemen," he said.
? ? ? ? Both turned toward him.
? ? ? ? "There is evidently a great deal at stake which must hinge to a greater or lesser extent upon the absolute correctness of this comparison.
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