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“
A
pretty
little
problem
,
is
it
not
?
But
I
shall
solve
it
.
”
“
And
so
no
one
can
identify
him
,
”
mused
the
magistrate
.
“
Could
it
possibly
be
one
of
the
assassins
?
They
may
have
fallen
out
among
themselves
.
”
Giraud
shook
his
head
.
“
The
man
is
a
Frenchman
—
I
would
take
my
oath
of
that
—
”
But
at
that
moment
they
were
interrupted
by
the
doctor
who
was
sitting
back
on
his
heels
with
a
perplexed
expression
.
“
You
say
he
was
killed
yesterday
morning
?
”
“
I
fix
it
by
the
theft
of
the
dagger
,
”
explained
Giraud
.
“
He
may
,
of
course
,
have
been
killed
later
in
the
day
.
”
“
Later
in
the
day
?
Fiddlesticks
!
This
man
has
been
dead
at
least
forty
-
eight
hours
,
and
probably
longer
.
”
We
stared
at
each
other
in
blank
amazement
.
The
doctor
’
s
words
were
so
surprising
that
we
were
all
momentarily
taken
aback
.
Here
was
a
man
stabbed
with
a
dagger
which
we
knew
to
have
been
stolen
only
twenty
-
four
hours
previously
,
and
yet
Dr
.
Durand
asserted
positively
that
he
had
been
dead
at
least
forty
-
eight
hours
!
The
whole
thing
was
fantastic
to
the
last
extreme
.
