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Updated: June 16, 2025
"Make off with you!" cried Bobinette. "There they are coming back!" Juve did not wish de Loubersac to catch a glimpse of him: he would be surprised, suspicious, and would question him about the missed rendezvous. Juve had not gained sufficient information, however. "I must see you again, Bobinette." His tone was pressing, insistent. "When?" "This evening." "Impossible." "To-morrow, then."
"What an idiot I am! After all, there's no danger ... it was a happy thought of mine leaving that note for Juve ... he'll come to-morrow at the latest ... that gives me the rest of the night." Fandor's ruse, its daring and its almost unheard of devotion, appeared to him quite natural. It was simply to set the King at liberty and remain himself in his place.
As the two men strolled they exchanged information. De Loubersac told Juve that, according to the latest messages from the Second Bureau, Vinson had left Paris with a priest, in a hired motor-car, and had taken the road to Rouen, that in all probability they would reach Dieppe before nightfall, and when they arrived!... "It is precisely at that moment we shall arrest them.
Taking advantage of the fact that Fandor's concierge knew him well, and was aware of his standing as an officer of the detective force, Juve, after having explained in a few words to the honest creature the cause of the commotion mounted to Fandor's flat once more. "What the deuce is the meaning of all this?" he was asking himself.
Juve continued with the intention of alarming her out of her reserve. "But if this last supposition is the right one we must admit that it is none the less unfortunate for the King. For once the chemise disappeared the King must be held guilty until further discovery." Marie Pascal replied simply: "It is frightful.
"If I were not Vagualame, I should know how to answer him," he muttered. "As it is!"... Juve rose, stumbling and staggering like a badly shaken old man, and leaned against the hand railing of the steps. Meanwhile de Loubersac was walking up and down, talking aloud, in a state of extreme agitation.
Marching at the Nihilist's heels, after many twists and turns, Juve arrived at the foot of a quite ordinary staircase. "You have only to mount, brother Trokoff. These stairs lead straight into the shop. If the police ask where you come from, you have only to say that you were looking in the first cellar for a book!... But what matters it if they do visit the cellars!
The Grand Duchess made a deep curtsey and ended her conversation with these words: "Sire, may I beg your forgiveness for one of your subordinates?" "It is granted, Madame ... if what you tell me comes true...." "Your Majesty will permit me to be present at the Gare du Nord when you leave this evening." A taxi arrived at the lake. Juve sprang out of it.
The formal declaration of the grotesque Wulf had reassured the French authorities as to the fate of the King, but to Juve, who knew that Fandor was installed at the Royal Palace, the search for the real King was of paramount importance. "Glotzbourg.... All out!"
Hurrying back towards the château with the sergeant, Juve ran into M. de Presles outside the park gate. The magistrate had just arrived from Brives in a motor-car which he had commandeered for his personal use during the last few days. "Well," said Juve in his quiet, measured tones, "have you heard the news?"
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