'His identity has not been established,' said Simon. 'Can't you moderate your language a little, Shawn?' Hugo asked, staring always absently up into the dome. 'I beg pardon, sir. I have spent part of the night with Albert, and his loose speech always drives me to the other extreme,' Simon observed, repentant. 'Has Albert seen the burglar?' 'No, sir, if it _is_ a burglar.' 'Well,' said Hugo, 'he's quite safe where he is. He can't get down except by that door, can he?' pointing to a masked door, which was painted to represent a complete set in sixty volumes of the 'Acts of the Saints.' 'No, sir.' 'And he could only have got up by that door?' Hugo pursued. 'Yes, sir.' 'Which means that you were away from your post last night, my son.' 'I was, sir,' Shawn admitted frankly. 'When you and Albert and the lady ran off so quickly, I followed, as far as I judged expedient--beg pardon, sir. The man must have slipped in during my absence. I remember I noticed the masked door was ajar on my return. I shut and locked it.' 'That explains everything,' said Hugo. 'You see how your sins find you out.' 'Yes, sir.' 'I say, Shawn,' Hugo cried, as he went to his bath, 'talking of that chap up above, play me the Captives' chorus from "Fidelio."' 'It is not in the repertoire, sir,' said Simon, after searching. 'Not in the repertoire! Impossible!' 'No, sir.' 'Ah well, then, let us have the Wedding March from "Lohengrin."' 'With pleasure, sir.' But Simon was unfortunate that morning. The toilet completed, Hugo came towards him swinging the gold token, the bearer of which had the right to take whatever he chose from all the hundred and thirty-one departments of the stores in exchange for a simple receipt. 'I will interview the burglar,' said Hugo. 'But just run down first and get me a pair of handcuffs.' In ten minutes Simon returned crestfallen. 'We do not keep handcuffs, sir,' he stammered. 'Not--keep--! What nonsense! First you tell me that "Fidelio" is not in the repertoire, and then you have the effrontery to add that we do not keep handcuffs. Shawn, are you not aware that the fundamental principle of this establishment is that we keep everything? If we received an order for a herd of white elephants--' 'No doubt our arrangement with Jamrach's would enable us to supply them, sir,' Simon put in rapidly. 'But handcuffs seem to be a monopoly of the State.' 'Evidently, Shawn, you are not familiar with the famous remark of Louis the Fourteenth.' 'I am not, sir.' 'He said, "_L'etat, c'est moi_." Show me the catalogue.'