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Updated: June 29, 2025
Jacques Collin, lost in his absorbing thoughts, and taking no interest in himself, regarding himself as a garment with no body in it, a perfect rag, never suspected the trap laid for him by Bibi-Lupin, nor the importance attaching to his walk in the prison-yard.
The public prosecutor turned his back on Bibi-Lupin, who became deadly pale, especially at a look from Jacques Collin, in which he read disaster. "I have not been out of this room. I expected you back, and you cannot doubt that I have kept my word, as you kept yours," said Monsieur de Granville to the convict.
"Well, but he wishes to be allowed to hear the confession of the young fellow who is sentenced to death," said the governor. "To be sure! That is our last chance," cried Bibi-Lupin. "I had forgotten that. Theodore Calvi, the young Corsican, was the man chained to Jacques Collin; they say that on the hulks Jacques Collin made him famous pads "
By one of the most important agents of the superior police, the Bibi-Lupin of politics, who told me that the Government had a secret interest in this trial. Now let us dine and go to the Varietes. We will talk all this over to-night in my private room, for I shall need your intelligence; that of a judge may not perhaps be enough "
She left three hundred francs in gold for the prisoners." "That was not she!" said Camusot. "Bibi-Lupin at once said, 'She is a thief!" said Monsieur Gault. "He knows the tribe," said Monsieur de Granville. "Get out your warrant," he added, turning to Camusot, "and have seals placed on everything in her house at once! But how can she have got hold of Monsieur de Serizy's recommendation?
This explains the miraculous ease with which information can be conveyed, during the sitting of the Courts, to the officials and the presidents of the Assize Courts. And by the time Monsieur Camusot had reached the top of the stairs leading to his chambers, Bibi-Lupin was there too, having come by the Salle des Pas-Perdus. "What zeal!" said Camusot, with a smile.
Bibi-Lupin, quite desperate, had at last caught the eye of a real gendarme, to whom, since Jacques Collin had gone, he had been addressing significant "Ahems," and who took his place on guard in the condemned cell.
"Yes, you are the boss " "Did you do the trick?" "Yes." "Tell me the whole story, that I may see what can be done to save you; make haste, Jack Ketch is waiting." The Corsican at once knelt down and pretended to be about to confess. Bibi-Lupin did not know what to do, for the conversation was so rapid that it hardly took as much time as it does to read it.
The side of the paper next his head was so greasy that it looked like the very texture of the wig. If it had occurred to Bibi-Lupin to snatch off the wig to establish the identity of the Spaniard with Jacques Collin, he would never have thought twice about the paper, it looked so exactly like part of the wigmaker's work.
Camusot proceeded to examine the seized papers while awaiting the return of the famous Bibi-Lupin, whose expedition was amazing; for at half-past eleven, the inquiry having begun at ten o'clock, the usher came in to inform the judge in an undertone of Bibi-Lupin's arrival. "Show him in," replied M. Camusot. Bibi-Lupin, who had been expected to exclaim, "It is he," as he came in, stood puzzled.
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