' Touching the spring of a secret drawer, I
opened it, and taking out the document he wished, handed it to him.
It was not until I met his searching look, and saw the faint smile on
his lips that I realised what I had done.
'Valmont,' he said quietly, 'on whose behalf did you search my house?'
'Excellency,' I replied in tones no less agreeable than his own,
'tonight at your orders I pay a domiciliary visit to the mansion of
Baron Dumoulaine, who stands high in the estimation of the President
of the French Republic. If either of those distinguished gentlemen
should learn of my informal call and should ask me in whose interests
I made the domiciliary visit, what is it you wish that I should
reply?'
'You should reply, Valmont, that you did it in the interests of the
Secret Service.'
'I shall not fail to do so, Excellency, and in answer to your question
just now, I had the honour of searching this mansion in the interests
of the Secret Service of France.'
The Minister for Foreign Affairs laughed; a hearty laugh that
expressed no resentment.
'I merely wished to compliment you, Valmont, on the efficiency of your
search, and the excellence of your memory. This is indeed the document
which I thought was left in my office.
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