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"Come along," said d'Albufex. "The time has come to act. It seems that there are rogues prowling about the neighbourhood. Heaven forbid that they are here on your account and try to release you; for that would mean your immediate death, as you know... Is the trapdoor still in working order, Sebastiani?"
The same silence as before. D'Albufex made a sign to Sebastiani. The huntsman stepped forward, followed by two of his sons. One of them held a stick in his hand. "Go ahead," said d'Albufex, after waiting a few seconds. Sebastiani slackened the thongs that bound Daubrecq's wrists and inserted and fixed the stick between the thongs. "Shall I turn, monsieur le marquis?" A further silence.
Lupin agreed; but, as he did not wish to leave anything to chance, the next week, seeing d'Albufex go out one morning in riding-dress, he followed him to the Gare du Nord and took the same train. He got out at Aumale, where d'Albufex found a carriage at the station which took him to the Chateau de Montmaur.
You prefer to have done with it? And you're quite right!" The two men were leaning over the sufferer, Sebastiani with his hand on the stick, d'Albufex holding the lamp so as to throw the light on Daubrecq's face: "His lips are moving... he's going to speak.
In that case, there's nothing for me to do but to slip off..." The idea that d'Albufex was in possession of the secret vexed him mightily.
Have you seen me before?..." "Yes, the other night, at his house... I saw what you tried to do..." She made a movement to escape. He held her back and, speaking with great eagerness: "I must know who you are," he said. "That was why I had Daubrecq telephoned for." She looked aghast: "Do you mean to say it was not the Marquis d'Albufex?" "No, it was one of my assistants."
D'Albufex turned to the woman: "See that your sons keep a good watch... If any one attempts to deliver him, so much the worse for him. The trapdoor is there. Can I rely upon them?" "As thoroughly as on myself, monsieur le marquis," declared the huntsman. "They know what monsieur le marquis has done for me and what he means to do for them. They will shrink at nothing."
It is ten to one that this descendant, who was the leader of the Bonapartist party a few years ago, was the fifth person hiding in the motor-car. Need I state his name?" "The Marquis d'Albufex?" said Prasville. "The Marquis d'Albufex," said M. Nicole.
She had lost some part of her confidence in him and she shrugged her shoulders lightly: "If d'Albufex has not purloined the list, one man alone can exercise any influence; one man alone: Daubrecq." She spoke these words in a low and absent voice that made him shudder. Was she still thinking, as he had often seemed to feel, of going back to Daubrecq and paying him for Gilbert's life?
You see, your friends will know at once that it is not their governor; and they will try to secure me... And, as I have not much strength left, a bullet or two... Good-bye, Lupin. We shall meet in the next world, eh? "Good-bye, Lupin. And my best thanks. For really I don't know what I should have done without you. By Jove, d'Albufex was hitting me hard! It'll be a joke to meet the beggar again!"
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