"Well, I can't see it myself," returned Tantaine, desirous of hearing every detail.
"Ah, there is one thing that I omitted in my narrative. The Duke informed me that he could prove the identity of the boy by certain scars."
"Scars? And of what kind, pray?"
"Now you are asking me too much. I do not know."
On receiving this reply, Tantaine rose hastily from his chair, and thus concealed his agitation from his companion.
"I have a hundred apologies to make for taking up so much of your valuable time. My master has got it into his head that you were after the same game as ourselves. He was mistaken, and now we leave the field clear to you."
Before Perpignan could make any reply, the old man had passed through the doorway. On the threshold he paused, and said,--
"Were I in your place, I would stick to my first plan. You will never find the boy, but you will get several thousand francs out of the Duke, which I am sure will come in handy."
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