"Oh! accidentally--he knew him by sight, went to the same cafe, that's all, and they had played at pool together, Joseph and the murderer--a man named Nicot. Joseph told this to the crowd, and you may well imagine how important that made him, when suddenly a little blond man seized him. 'You know the murderer?' 'A little, not much; I played pool with him.' 'And do you know the motive of the crime?' 'It was love, Monsieur, love; Nicot had met a girl, named Eugenie.'...