“What do you say to all this, gentlemen? You are the only ones who have not given your views. And yet you must have an opinion of some sort.”

Thereupon, Raoul and the Persian saw the startled faces of the joint managers appear above the landing⁠—and they heard Moncharmin’s excited voice:

“There are things happening here, Mr. Commissary, which we are unable to explain.”

And the two faces disappeared.

“Thank you for the information, gentlemen,” said Mifroid, with a jeer.

But the stage-manager, holding his chin in the hollow of his right hand, which is the attitude of profound thought, said: