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An hour and a half or an hour and three quarters - easy walking," the man replied.
Rouletabille looked up at the sky and, no doubt, finding its appearance satisfactory, took my arm and said:
"Come on! - I need a walk."
"Are things getting less entangled?" I asked.
"Not a bit of it!" he said, "more entangled than ever! It's true, I have an idea -"
"What's that?" I asked.
"I can't tell you what it is just at present - it's an idea involving the life or death of two persons at least."
"Do you think there were accomplices?"
"I don't think it -"
We fell into silence. Presently he went on:
"It was a bit of luck, our falling in with that examining magistrate and his Registrar, eh? What did I tell you about that revolver?" His head was bent down, he had his hands in his pockets, and he was whistling. After a while I heard him murmur:
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