The Singing Butler

The Singing Butler
"I don't know who you are who tell me 'We shall have to eat red meat - now'; but if it will interest you to know it - that man is the murderer!"
With which words Daddy Mathieu immediately left us. Rouletabille returned towards the fireplace and said:
"Now we'll grill our steak. How do you like the cider? - It's a little tart, but I like it."
The Singing Butler
We saw no more of Daddy Mathieu that day, and absolute silence reigned in the inn when we left it, after placing five francs on the table in payment for our feast.
Rouletabille at once set off on a three mile walk round Professor Stangerson's estate. He halted for some ten minutes at the corner of a narrow road black with soot, near to some charcoal-burners' huts in the forest of Sainte-Genevieve
The Singing Butler