Yes, sir, of course, the sailor said. I shall be sorry to lose the animal,' said Dupin. "I'm very happy to pay something,' the man said. Iknow it's expensive, keeping an animal like that. Well,' said my friend, that's good of you. What shall I ask? Let me think Ah yes! This is what I want. You must tell me everything everything about these murders in the Rue Morgue. Dupin said these last words very quietly. Just as quietly, he walked to the door, locked it, and put the key in his pocket. He then took a gun from his coat pocket and put t, slowly and quietly, on the table in front of him. The sailor's face turned a deep red. He jumped to his feet and took up his heavy stick. But a minute later he fell back into his chair, and sat there, shaking, with a face now as white as death itself. He said not a word. I felt deeply sorry for him. .My friend, said Dupin, in a kind voice, there's no need to be afraid really no need. You are not in any danger from us. I know very well that you yourself are innocent of these terrible murders in the Rue Morgue. But you do know something about them. You are not a murderer, or thief, and you have nothing to hide. But you must tell me the true story. The police have arrested an innocent man for these murders. And if you don't speak, this man will go to prison, perhaps lose his life.'