about ten in the morning
Without further words , Juve , followed by Fandor , left the house of mystery , jumped into the first cab that passed and , mopping his forehead , cried : `` It 's astounding ! This murder presents mysteries worthy of Fantômas himself ! '' Loupart was taking a fruit cure . It was about ten in the morning , and along the Rues Charbonnière , Chartres and Goutte d'Or the women hawkers , driven from central Paris by the police , were making for the high ground of the populous quarters . Loupart strolled along the pavement , making grabs at the barrows , picking a handful of strawberries or cherries as he went by . If by chance the dealer complained , she was quickly silenced by a chaffing speech or a stern glance . The hooligan stopped at the `` Comrades ' Tryst , '' in front of which Mother Toulouche had set out a table with a large basket of winkles .