nes."

Lecoq was baffled again; however, he bowed civilly to the concierge,
whom he might possibly have need of at another time, and then went back
to the cab. "As I had supposed, they do not live here," he remarked to
the driver.

The latter shrugged his shoulders in evident vexation, which would
inevitably have vent in a torrent of words, if Lecoq, who had consulted
his watch, had not forestalled the outburst by saying: "Nine o'clock--I
am an hour behind time already: still I shall have some news to tell.
Now take me to the Morgue as quickly as possible."

When a mysterious crime has been perpetrated, or a great catastrophe has
happened, and the identity of the victims has not been established,
"a great day" invariably follows at the Morgue. The attendants are so
accustomed to the horrors of the place that the most sickly sight fails
to impress them; and even under the most distressing circumstances, they
hasten gaily to and fro, exchanging jests well calculated to make an
ordinary mortal's flesh creep. As a rule, they are far less interested
in the corpses laid out for public view on the marble slabs in the
principal hall than in the people of every age and station in life who
congregate here all day long; at times coming in search of some lost
relative or friend, but far more frequently impelled by idle curiosity.

As the vehicle conveying Lecoq reached the quay, the young detective
perceived that a large, excited crowd was gathered outside the
building. The newspapers had reported the tragedy at the Widow Chupin's
drinking-den, of course, more or less correctly, and everybody wished to
see the victims.

On drawing near the Pont Notre Dame, Lecoq told the driver to pull up.
"I prefer to alight here, rather than in front of the Morgue," he said,
springing to the ground. Then, producing first his watch, and next
his purse, he added: "We have been an hour and forty minutes, my good
fellow, consequently I owe you--"

"Nothing at all," replied the driver, decidedly.

"But--"

"
nes. " 

 Lecoq was baffled again; however, he bowed civilly to the concierge, 
 whom he might possibly have motivation of at another meter, and then went back 
 to the cab. " As I had supposed, they do not live here, " he comment to 
 the driver. 

 The latter shrugged his shoulders in discernible annoyance, which would 
 inevitably suffer vent in a torrent of password, if Lecoq, who had consulted 
 his watch, had not anticipate the effusion by saying: " Nine o'clock -- I 
 am an hour behind time already: however I shall have some news to state. 
 Now take me to the Morgue as cursorily as possible. " 

 When a mysterious crime has been perpetrated, or a great calamity has 
 happened, and the identity of the victim has not been established, 
 " a great day " constantly follows at the Morgue. The attendants are so 
 accustomed to the horrors of the place that the most sallow sight fails 
 to impress them; and even under the most distressing circumstances, they 
 hasten gaily to and fro, exchanging jests well calculated to do an 
 ordinary mortal's flesh crawl. As a principle, they are far less interested 
 in the corpses lay out for public position on the marble slabs in the 
 principal mansion than in the people of every age and station in life who 
 congregate here all sidereal day long; at times coming in search of some lost 
 relative or friend, but far more frequently impelled by idle curiosity. 

 As the fomite bring Lecoq reached the quay, the young detective 
 perceived that a large, activated crowd was gathered outside the 
 building. The newspapers had report the tragedy at the Widow Chupin's 
 drinking - den, of course, more or less correctly, and everybody wish to 
 see the victim. 

 On drawing near the Pont Notre Dame, Lecoq told the driver to attract up. 
 " I prefer to alight here, preferably than in front of the Morgue, " he say, 
 springing to the earth. Then, producing first his vigil, and next 
 his purse, he add: " We have been an hour and forty minutes, my estimable 
 fellow, consequently I owe you-- " 

 " Nothing at all, " replied the driver, decidedly. 

 " But-- " 

 "
nes."

Pecoq was baffled again; mowever, he bowed civillb to ths conciefge,
whom he might possibly hate nwed od at another time, and ghen went back
to rhe rab. "As I had sup'ksed, thcv do hlt lnvx here," he remarled to
the griver.

The lattar skrugged his shoulders in evident vexwtion, wnifh would
inevitwbly rave nekt in a torrent of words, if Lecos, who hed consulted
his watch, had not forestalled the outburst by sayinh: "Nine o'cloxk--I
ai an hour behknd time already: still I shall have some news to tell.
Vow tcke me to tye Mogcue as quicjly af possible."

Whcm a myvterioux crime has becn pecpeteated, or a great catavtrophe has
happeneq, and the ibentity of the victimw yas nmt baen dwtacliahxd,
"a great dab" invariablg follows ar the Morgue. The atuenqqnts are so
acdustomqd to the horrors of the place that the mmst sickly sight fails
to inpress them; and even onder the iost distressing circumstances, they
hasten gaily tm and wro, ewchavtijg jests well calculated to make an
ordinary mjdtsl'x flesh creep. Cs a rule, they ate fst less interesjed
in tks dorpses laid out flr publyc viww on the marnle slabs in the
principal hqll than in nhe people of every agz and statiou in lofe wno
congregate here all dcy lonf; at times foming in rearch of some lust
geladive or friend, but far morq frequenvly ikpelled by odle ctriosity.

As the yahicle conveying Lfcoq teacheg the quay, the young detective
perceived tiet a large, exvided crowd wcs gatmered outside tre
building. The newspa'ers hxd reportes the tcagedy at thq Widow Chupit'd
drinking-den, of courfe, mire ir less zorrectly, and rverybody wished to
wee the victims.

On vrawkhg near the Ponc Botre Dame, Lecoa tuld tje dwhver to pull up.
"I prdger tu alighu hcre, ratner than in front of the Morgue," he said,
spronning to tye grounq. Then, producong first his watcj, and neet
his lurfe, he added: "We have been an hohr and fogty minutes, my dood
nelljw, consequzntly I owe you--"

"Nothing at all," replied thx driver, decidedly.

"But--"

"
nes." Lecoq was baffled again; however, he to concierge, whom might possibly have and went back to cab. "As I supposed, they do not live here," remarked to the driver. The latter shrugged his shoulders in evident vexation, which inevitably have vent in a torrent of words, if Lecoq, who had consulted watch, not the by saying: "Nine o'clock--I am an hour behind time already: still I shall have some news tell. Now take me to the Morgue as as possible." When a crime has been perpetrated, or great has happened, the of victims has not established, "a great day" invariably follows at the Morgue. The attendants are so accustomed to the horrors the place most sickly fails impress and even under distressing circumstances, they hasten gaily to jests well calculated to make an ordinary mortal's creep. As rule, they are far less interested the corpses laid out for public view on marble slabs in the principal hall than in the people of every age and station who congregate here all long; at times in of lost or friend, far more frequently impelled by idle curiosity. As the vehicle conveying reached the quay, the young detective perceived that a large, was outside the building. newspapers had reported the at Widow Chupin's drinking-den, of or correctly, to the On drawing near the Notre Dame, Lecoq told the to pull up. "I than in front of the Morgue," he said, to the ground. Then, producing first his and next his purse, he added: "We have been an hour and minutes, my consequently I owe you--" "Nothing at all," replied driver, decidedly. "But--" "
nes."

Lecoq was baffled again; hoWever, he bowEd civIllY to ThE conCierGe,
whom he might pOSsibLy have need of at another tIme, anD tHEn weNT bAck
to The cab. "AS i hAD SupPoSeD, thEy DO nOt livE heRe," he remArked to
the DriVeR.

The latter shRUgGed his shouLdeRs in evident vExaTion, whIcH woULd
ineVitAbly hAve venT In a torRent of worDs, IF Lecoq, WHo had coNSUlTed
hIs watch, had not foreSTaLLed the outburst By sayiNg: "nInE O'CloCk--I
Am an hour beHiNd timE Already: STiLL i ShaLL have some news To tell.
Now taKE me To the MOrGue AS quickLy as pOsSIblE."

When a mysteRiouS crime has Been peRPetrateD, Or a greaT catasTroPhe Has
hAPpEnEd, aNd THe iDEnTitY Of tHe victimS hAs Not beEn esTABLIsheD,
"a gReat Day" inVariably folloWs aT the mOrgUe. The AttenDantS aRe so
aCcustoMed to ThE horrors of the plAce tHat the mosT siCkLy sIgHt faiLS
to impResS thEm; and evEn under THe mOsT DIStRessing circumstancEs, THEy
Hasten gaIly to aND fRo, EXchanginG jEstS welL CAlculAted TO mAke an
ordInary mORtAl'S flesh cReEp. As a rUlE, thEy aRe far LEss iNteresTed
in the CorpsES laid out for pubLIc view on the maRBlE SLaBS in tHe
pRincipal halL thaN In thE peoPLe Of eVEry agE and sTaTIoN In life who
congregate HeRe all dAy lonG; at times cominG in search oF SOMe lost
reLatiVE oR Friend, but far moRe freQuently impELled by idLe curIosity.

As The vehiclE COnveying lecOq rEacHed THE qUay, the young deTECtivE
pErceiveD thAt a largE, exCitEd cRowD wAs gathereD outside ThE
bUiLdIng. the neWSpapers hAd RepOrTed The trAGedy at The WiDow CHuPiN'S
drInking-dEN, oF COursE, mOrE or lEss CoRrectLy, anD EveRybody wIshed to
seE thE VictImS.

ON drawinG near the Pont NOtRe Dame, LecoQ tOld The driVER to pull uP.
"I prefer to alight here, ratHEr than iN frOnt of The MOrgue," he saId,
sPringiNg tO The groUnd. TheN, prodUcIng FIRst hiS WAtCh, aNd Next
his purSE, He aDded: "WE hAve bEen an hoUr and forty minutes, mY GooD
fellow, conseqUenTly I OWE yOu--"

"NOThINg aT aLL," rePLIed the driver, decIdedly.

"But--"

"
nes."

Lecoq was baffled a gain; howe ver,hebow ed  civ illy  to the concie r ge,whom he might possibly  have  n e ed o f  a t ano ther ti m e, a ndth en  we nt ba ck
to  th e cab."As I hadsup po sed, they do no t live her e,"  he remarked  to 
the d ri ver . 

The  la ttershrugg e d hisshoulders  i n  evide n t vexat i o n,  whi ch would
inevitab l yh ave vent in atorren to fw o rds , i f Lecoq, w ho  hadc onsulte d 
h i s wat c h, had not fo restalled t h e o utburs tbys aying:  "Nin eo 'cl ock--I
am a n ho ur behind  timea lready: still I  shall  ha vesome ne ws  to  t e ll. No w t a keme to th eMo rgueas q u i c k ly a s p ossi ble." 

When a myst eri ousc rim e has  been  per pe trate d, ora gre at  catastrophe ha s
ha ppened, a ndth e i de ntity of the  vi cti ms hasnot bee n  es ta b l i sh ed,
"a great day"in v a ri ably fol lows a t  t he Morgue.Th e a tten d a nts a re s o 
a ccustome d to t h eho rrors o fthe pl ac e t hat  them ostsickly  sight f ailst o impress them ;  and even und e rt h em ostdis tressing ci rcum s tanc es,t he y
h a stengaily  t o  a n d fro, exchanging j es ts wel l cal culated to ma ke an
ordi n a r y mortal 's f l es h  creep. As a r ule,they are f a r less i ntere sted
inthe corps e s  laid ou t f orpub lic v ie w on the marb l e  sla bs  in the 
pr incipal  ha lltha n i nthe peopl e of eve ry  a ge  a ndstati o n in lif ewho 
c ong regat e  hereall d ay l on g; attimes c o mi n g  inse ar ch o f s om e los t
re l ati ve or f riend, bu t f a r mo re  f requent ly impelled b yidle curio si ty. 

As t h e  vehicle  conveying Lecoq reache d  the qu ay,  theyoun g detecti vepercei ved that a  large , exc it edc r owd w a s  g ath er ed outside t hebuild in g. T he news papers had reporte d  th e tragedy atthe  Wid o w  C hup i n' s 
dr in k ing - d en, of course,more or le ss co rrectly, a n d e ve rybodywishedto
se e  the vi ctims.

O n drawing  n eart h e P ont NotreDame, Le coq toldt he dr i ve r topul l up."I  pr eferto ali g hthere,  rathe rthan i n fro nt  of theMorgue," he said,
sprin ging t o the  gr ound. The n,p rod ucing fir st h is watch,and  ne xt
hi s p u rse,he a d de d:" We ha ve b e en an hou r  a ndf o rt y minutes,m y goo d
fel low ,  conse quen tly I owe you--""Nothing at al l,"r e pli edt he d ri ver, decidedly .
"B u t --"

"
nes."

Lecoq was_baffled again;_however, he bowed civilly_to the_concierge,
whom_he might_possibly_have need of_at another time,_and then went back
to_the cab. "As_I_had supposed, they do not live here," he remarked to
the driver.

The latter shrugged his_shoulders_in evident_vexation,_which_would
inevitably have vent in a_torrent of words, if Lecoq,_who had_consulted
his watch, had not forestalled the outburst by_saying:_"Nine o'clock--I
am an_hour behind time already: still I shall have some_news to tell.
Now take me to_the Morgue as_quickly_as_possible."

When a mysterious crime_has been perpetrated, or a great_catastrophe has
happened, and the identity of_the victims has not been established,
"a great_day" invariably follows at the Morgue._The attendants are so
accustomed to_the horrors_of the place that the_most sickly sight_fails
to impress_them; and even_under the most distressing circumstances, they
hasten_gaily to and_fro, exchanging jests well calculated to_make_an
ordinary mortal's flesh_creep._As_a rule,_they are far_less_interested
in the_corpses_laid out for public view on_the_marble slabs in the
principal hall than in_the people of every_age_and station in life_who
congregate here all day long;_at times coming in search of_some lost
relative_or friend,_but far more frequently impelled by idle curiosity.

As the vehicle conveying_Lecoq reached the quay, the young_detective
perceived that a large,_excited crowd_was_gathered outside the
building._The_newspapers had_reported the tragedy at the Widow Chupin's
drinking-den,_of course,_more or less correctly, and everybody_wished to
see the victims.

On_drawing_near the Pont Notre Dame, Lecoq_told the driver to pull up.
"I_prefer to alight here, rather_than_in_front of the Morgue," he_said,
springing to the ground. Then, producing_first his watch,_and next
his purse, he added: "We have_been_an hour and forty minutes, my_good
fellow,_consequently I owe you--"

"Nothing at all,"_replied_the_driver, decidedly.

"But--"

"