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You left Charmerace at eight o'clock; you were motoring all the night, and only got to Paris at six o'clock this morning." "Motoring all night, from eight o'clock to six!" muttered Guerchard under his breath. "Oh, that will be all right," said the Duke carelessly. "This interesting affair is to be over by midnight, isn't it?"
"Mademoiselle Kritchnoff," said Guerchard, in a tone of the most good-natured courtesy, "there is a matter on which M. Formery needs some information. The pendant which the Duke of Charmerace gave Mademoiselle Gournay-Martin yesterday has been stolen." "Stolen? Are you sure?" said Sonia in a tone of mingled surprise and anxiety. "Quite sure," said Guerchard.
But it was hardly the M. Charolais who had paid M. Gournay-Martin that visit at the Chateau de Charmerace, and departed so firmly in the millionaire's favourite motor-car. This was a paler M. Charolais; he lacked altogether the rich, ruddy complexion of the millionaire's visitor.
The rays of the September sun flooded the great halls of the old chateau of the Dukes of Charmerace, lighting up with their mellow glow the spoils of so many ages and many lands, jumbled together with the execrable taste which so often afflicts those whose only standard of value is money.
I have two pieces of news to announce to you: the death of the Duke of Charmerace, who died three years ago, and my intention of becoming engaged to his cousin and heir, M. de Relzieres, who will assume the title and the arms." "For Mademoiselle Gournay-Martin," "Her maid, IRMA." "She does write in shocking bad taste," said Lupin, shaking his head sadly.
If you carry a permit, no one else will dream of complaining of having to do so." "Oh, I don't mind, if it's of any help to you," said the Duke cheerfully. "Thank you," said Guerchard. And he wrote on his card and handed it to the Duke. The Duke took it and looked at it. On it was written: "Pass the Duke of Charmerace."
"Then Lupin ... since it was Lupin who managed the business last night since you found those salvias in the house next door ... then Lupin came from Charmerace." "Evidently," said Guerchard. "And Lupin is one of the Charolais." "Oh, that's another matter," said Guerchard. "But it's certain, absolutely certain," said the Duke. "We have the connecting links ... the salvias ... this cigarette."
"To be expected, eagerly, at the Princess's to-morrow evening, and to pass the evening in a police-station ... to have intended in a month's time, as the Duke of Charmerace, to mount the steps of the Madeleine with all pomp and to fall down the father-in-law's staircase this evening this very evening" his voice rose suddenly on a note of savage triumph "with the handcuffs on! What?
The Duke handed the keys to him, and, one after another, the inspector fitted them into the lock. It was useless. None of them opened the door. "They've given me the wrong keys," said the Duke, with some vexation. "Or no stay I see what's happened. The keys have been changed." "Changed?" said the inspector. "When? Where?" "Last night at Charmerace," said the Duke.
"Good-morning, M. Guerchard," said Lupin, with an ambiguous smile and all the air of the Duke of Charmerace. "You were expecting me? ... I hope I haven't kept you waiting," said Guerchard, with an air of bravado. "No, thank you: the time has passed quite quickly. I have so much to do in the morning always," said Lupin. "I hope you had a good night after that unfortunate business of the coronet.
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