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Updated: July 10, 2025
From the throat of this Fandor-Fantômas issued a long-drawn howl of rage! "Which do you prefer, Mademoiselle? The multi-coloured cockades or the bows of ribbon in one shade? We have both in satin of the best quality." Wilhelmine de Naarboveck hesitated.
The two apparent men of the law gently opened the cell door. De Naarboveck cast a rapid glance up and down the corridor, on to which half a dozen cells opened.... The corridor was empty and silent. De Naarboveck and Fandor stepped out, gently closing the cell door.
De Naarboveck was not only well posted in these details, but was aware that up to the day of Fandor's trial, in view of the extra coming and going, it had been decided to give the guardian an assistant, and that this assistant would be at his post from six o'clock onwards. It was past six o'clock.
When his thoughts were not connected on his work, he would dwell tenderly on every little detail of his meetings with pretty Mademoiselle de Naarboveck. Had she not given him permission to call her Wilhelmine, and did he not cherish the hope of soon making her his wife? But this Vagualame was insupportable!
Only a matter of the most serious importance exceptionally serious could have brought us to your house at so late an hour.... We hold a warrant, and, with your permission, we shall proceed to make an arrest." De Naarboveck looked fixedly at the policemen. "Gentlemen, that you should invade my house at such an hour, this matter must indeed be of singular importance," he said stiffly.
"But Juve! I tell you de Naarboveck must return to his house! Let us put a watch on him and trap him!" Juve's voice trembled as he made answer: "We cannot arrest de Naarboveck!"... "Why?... What do you mean?"... "Because, though I have the right to place my hand on the collar of Fantômas, I have no power to arrest de Naarboveck!"... Fandor's reply to this was an uncomprehending stare.
Had you fired your revolver at me you would almost certainly have killed me, and then you would have fallen a victim yourself to."... Juve stopped. He questioned Fandor with a look. "De Naarboveck!... De Naarboveck, who is Fantômas," replied Fandor, who now understood the situation. Juve crossed his arms. "It is as you say.
"I mean, my dear Baron, that I have recently heard of your new office, heard that your credentials have just been presented, heard that they will be ratified to-morrow.... From this evening, Baron, are you not then the representative of the kingdom of Hesse-Weimar?... I fancy, Monsieur the Ambassador, that you are satisfied with this nomination?" De Naarboveck, smiling that ironical smile, bowed.
Monsieur de Naarboveck makes it a point of honour never to get himself written about in the newspapers, therefore you must not be surprised."... The charming girl paused. Fandor bowed and smiled.
The hall had been denuded of all but the table; even the privacy of the library had been invaded and all in preparation for the ball of the day after to-morrow, to which the baron de Naarboveck had invited the highest personages of the aristocratic and official worlds. What a lively interest Wilhelmine had at first taken in this fête!
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