anded of Caffarelli. The Prefect of Calvados replied that the
description tallied with that of a man who had often been denounced to
him as an incorrigible royalist; he was easy to recognise as he had lost
the use of his left arm:

The police received orders not to lose sight of this person. He lived at
the Hotel de Beauvais, Rue des Vieux-Augustins, a house that had been
known since the Revolution as the resort of royalists passing through
Paris. Le Chevalier went out a great deal; he dined in town nearly every
night, with people of good position. He was followed for a fortnight;
then the order for his arrest was given, and on July 15th he was taken,
handcuffed, to the prefecture of police and accused of participation in
the robbery at Quesnay.

Le Chevalier was not the man to be caught napping. His looks, his manner
and his eloquence had got him out of so many scrapes, that he doubted
not they would once more save his life. The letter he wrote to Real on
the day of his arrest is so characteristic of him--at once familiar and
haughty--that it would be a pity not to quote it:

"Arrested on a suspicion of brigandage, of which it is as important
to justify myself as painful to have to do it, but full of
confidence in my honour, which is unimpeachable, and in the
well-known justice of your character, I beg you to grant me a few
minutes' audience, during which--being well disposed to answer your
questions, and even to forestall them--I flatter myself that I can
convince you that the condition of my affairs and, above all, my
whole conduct in life, raise me above any suspicion of brigandage
whatever. I hope also, Monsieur, that this conversation, the favour
of which your justice will accord me, will convince you that I am
not mad enough to engage in political brigandage, or to engage in a
struggle with the government to which the proudest sovereigns have
yielded....

"A. Le Chevalier."

And to prove that he had taken no part in the robbery of June 7th, he
added to his letter twenty affirmations of honourable and well-known
persons who had either seen or dined with him in Paris each day of the
month from the 1st to the 20th. Among these were the names of his
compatriot, the poet Chenedolle, and Dr. Dupuytren whom he had consulted
on the advisability of amputating the fingers of his left hand, long
useless. He had even