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Lupin had married an heiress in wooden shoes and blue woollen stockings, the only daughter of a salt-dealer, who made his money during the Revolution, a period when contraband salt-traders made enormous profits by reason of the reaction that set in against the gabelle.
He tumbled into an armchair, with his clenched hands pressed against his burning forehead. The murder of the avenue Hoche is one of those which have recently surprised and puzzled the Parisian public, and, certainly, I should never have mentioned the affair if the veil of mystery had not been removed by Arsene Lupin himself. No one knew the exact truth of the case.
At half-past seven both leaves of the garden-gate were flung open, a bright light flashed and a motor-cycle darted across the road, skirted the square, turned in front of the motor-car and shot away toward the Bois at a speed so great that they would have been mad to go in pursuit of it. "Good-bye, Daisy!" said Lupin, trying to jest, but really overcome with rage.
Lupin took from a pocketbook a double sheet of foolscap paper, unfolded it and handed it to Daubrecq, saying: "Here is an exact, detailed inventory, with consecutive numbers, of the things removed by my friends and myself from your Villa Marie-Therese on the Lac d'Enghien. As you see, there are one hundred and thirteen items.
Finding Lupin in good spirits, I asked him quietly if he really had any personal objection to either Gowing or Cummings. He replied: "Not in the least. I think Cummings looks rather an ass, but that is partly due to his patronising 'the three-and-six-one-price hat company, and wearing a reach-me-down frock-coat.
He loosed his grip on Bonavent, and knocked him straight with a thump in the back, and sent him flying across the room. Then he took the pocket-book from Charolais and made sure that its contents were untouched. "Tell your master from me that if he wants to bring me down he'd better fire the gun himself," said Lupin contemptuously. "Show the gentleman out, Charolais."
From the opening of the inquiry before the magistrate until the delivery of the verdict, all the proceedings had been directed against Lupin; and this in spite of the fact that the prosecution, for want of sufficient evidence and also in order not to scatter its efforts over too wide an area, had decided not to include Lupin in the indictment.
Arsene Lupin assumed a modest air, as he replied: "Bah! a person must have some diversion to occupy his leisure hours, especially when he is in prison." "What!" exclaimed Ganimard, "your trial, your defense, the examination isn't that sufficient to occupy your mind?" "No, because I have decided not to be present at my trial." "Oh! oh!"
January 3. Still in a state of anxiety and excitement, which was not alleviated by ascertaining that Mr. Perkupp sent word he should not be at the office to-day. In the evening, Lupin, who was busily engaged with a paper, said suddenly to me: "Do you know anything about CHALK PITS, Guv.?" I said: "No, my boy, not that I'm aware of."
Upon my word, Gowing's coolness surpasses all belief. Lupin came in before I could reply, and Gowing unfortunately inquired after Daisy Mutlar. Lupin shouted: "Mind your own business, sir!" and bounced out of the room, slamming the door. The remainder of the night was Daisy Mutlar Daisy Mutlar Daisy Mutlar. Oh dear! November 26, Sunday.
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