CHAPTER V

THE RUE ST. HONORÉ AND THE RUE DE LA PAIX "_I think it was the cat_." H.M.S. PINAFORE Mr. Parker sat disconsolate in a small _appartement_ in the Rue St. Honoré. It was three o'clock in the afternoon. Paris was full of a subdued but cheerful autumn sunlight, but the room faced north, and was depressing, with its plain, dark furniture and its deserted air. It was a man's room, well appointed after the manner of a discreet club; a room that kept its dead own…