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M. Nicole burst into a fresh fit of laughter: "Was simply to go for Daubrecq's eye, that eye 'emptied within so as to leave a void which it is impossible to suspect, the eye which you see before you." And M. Nicole once more took the thing from his pocket and rapped the table with it, producing the sound of a hard body with each rap. Prasville whispered, in astonishment: "A glass eye!"
But his defeat was so pitiable that he could think of nothing better than to bang his hat on his head and stamp his feet as he followed the portress down the hall. It was a poor revenge. "You rascally beggar!" he shouted, once he was outside the door, shaking his fist at Daubrecq's windows.
These were the uprights of the ladder. He fastened the twelve little sticks between the uprights and thus contrived a rope-ladder about six yards long. When he returned to this post, there was only one of the three sons beside Daubrecq's bed in the torture-chamber. He was smoking his pipe by the lamp. Daubrecq was asleep. "Hang it!" thought Lupin. "Is the fellow going to sit there all night?
"Yes." Lupin saw Daubrecq's mouth hardening; and Daubrecq continued: "Is that all?" "There was one more, who came after they did and joined them... and then, just now, two more, the pair who usually keep watch outside the house." "Did they remain in the study?" "Yes, sir." "And they went away when I came back? A few minutes before, perhaps?" "Yes, sir." "That will do." The woman left the room.
Daubrecq and we shall receive all the attention due to our rank and station. You see, my dear madam, that everything's arranged." The journey, this time, seemed short to Lupin. Clarisse told him what she had done during the past few days. He himself explained the miracle of his sudden appearance in Daubrecq's bedroom at the moment when his adversary believed him in Italy: "A miracle, no," he said.
Thenceforth, for several days, Lupin moulded his existence upon Daubrecq's, beginning his investigations the moment the deputy left the house. He pursued them methodically, dividing each room into sections which he did not abandon until he had been through the tiniest nooks and corners and, so to speak, exhausted every possible device. Victoire searched also. And nothing was forgotten.
What was the incomprehensible link that bound her to those two men? What tragedy connected those three lives and, no doubt, Daubrecq's in addition? "Go ahead, old boy," thought Lupin, "cudgel your brains: you'll never spot it! Ah, if we had asked for Gilbert's pardon only, as Clarisse wished, you might have twigged the secret!
As for the valet, Leonard, who is Daubrecq's confidential man, he'll wait for his master in Paris. They can't get back from town before one o'clock in the morning. But..." "But what?" "We must reckon with a possible freak of fancy on Daubrecq's part, a change of mind, an unexpected return, and so arrange to have everything finished and done with in an hour." "And when did you get these details?"
On reaching the entrance-lobby, he saw her through an open door, crossing the pavement of the Chaussee d'Antin. She was stepping into a motor-car when he came up with her. The door closed behind her. He seized the handle and tried to pull at it. But a man jumped up inside and sent his fist flying into Lupin's face, with less skill but no less force than Lupin had sent his into Daubrecq's face.
Then, addressing his other companion: "Masher, go back to the station and take over the limousine. The price is arranged: ten thousand francs. Buy a chauffeur's cap and overcoat and bring the car to the hotel." "The money, governor." Lupin opened a pocketbook which had been removed from Daubrecq's jacket and produced a huge bundle of bank-notes. He separated ten of them: "Here you are.
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