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You accuse Etienne Rambert of being Gurn, and Etienne Rambert was lost in the wreck of the Lancaster; you also accuse Gurn of having murdered Dollon, and at the time that murder was committed Gurn was in solitary confinement in the Santé prison." This time the detective made a sign as if of defeat.
He glanced through it and then handed it to the magistrate. "Please read that, sir," he said. The telegram was from the Criminal Investigation Department, and ran as follows: * "Return immediately to Paris. Are convinced that extraordinary crime lies behind disappearance of Lord Beltham. Privately, suspect Fantômas' work." "Does M. Gurn live here, please?" Mme.
"I have anticipated that objection, sir," Juve said with a smile, "by saying that Gurn is Fantômas! Nothing is impossible for Fantômas!"
"Oh, if I could only prove it: prove that the piece missing from this map, this map belonging to Gurn, is really and truly the piece I found near Verrières Station just after the murder of the Marquise de Langrune what a triumph that would be! What a damning proof! What astounding consequences this discovery of mine might have!"
Then he turned again to Mme. Doulenques who was standing stiffly against the wall, severely silent. "You told me that M. Gurn had a lady friend. When used he to see her?" "Pretty often, when he was in Paris; and always in the afternoon. Sometimes they were together till six or seven o'clock, and once or twice the lady did not come down before half-past seven."
"My dear young idiot," Juve growled, "do pray understand one thing: I am not accusing your father, your real father, but only the man who represented himself to be your father! Just think: if my contention is right that the Etienne Rambert who killed the Marquise is Gurn it is perfectly obvious that Gurn is not your father, for he is only thirty-five years of age!
She had succeeded in communicating with him through the medium of this warder. And almost certainly she would do much more yet. The door opened again, and the warder entered, carrying a long rush basket containing several dishes and a bottle of wine. "Well, Gurn, that's a more agreeable sort of dinner, eh?" "Gad, I wanted it after all," said the murderer with a smile.
Valgrand exclaimed gaily. "The choice of the spot, and the desire to see me in my costume as Gurn, are evidence of a positive refinement in sensation! See? The lady, and I the counterpart of Gurn and, right opposite, the real Gurn in his cell! Quick, man: my cloak! My cane!" "Do think, sir," Charlot protested: "it is absolutely absurd! A man like you "
The cuss is on her wuss nor ever, judgin' from the gurn and the flash of her teeth. I waited for two or three seconds in the wildest impatience. 'Let's follow her now, I said. 'No, no, she whispered, 'not yet, 'less you want to see her tumble down the cliff. After a few minutes Sinfi and I went up the main pathway.
He recognised the uniforms, and guessed that the men were prison warders. "Good God!" he exclaimed thickly, "the fools think I am Gurn! But I am not Gurn! Ask " He cast a despairing eye at Lady Beltham who throughout the awful scene remained on her knees in a corner of the room, dumb with anguish, apparently deaf and turned to stone. "Tell them, madame," he implored her.
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