Chapter 60

The faces of all three men wore expressions of rapt attention. They held their breath, so that the silence of the room was intensified. Despite himself, even Barnett was obviously impressed with the solemnity of the moment. He turned over the copper tubing, tapping it several times hard on the table. Out fell a roll of paper! “That’s it—the photograph!” murmured Béchoux. “You recognize it, do you? It fits the official description all right. About six inches long, detached from its mount and rather crumpled. Will yo…