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"Yes, he left us a few minutes ago and reached the front part of the train through the corridor. He was in a great hurry." Prasville understood: Lupin had taken the precaution to bring an accomplice, and the accomplice was carrying off the letters. The game was lost, to a certainty. Lupin had a firm grip on his victim. There was nothing to do but submit and accept the conqueror's conditions.
"It's a first-rate hour," declared Lupin. "Still, if..." "If the execution is to take place to-morrow morning: is that what you mean to say?... Don't be afraid to speak out, for the execution will not take place." "The newspapers..." "You haven't read the newspapers and you are not to read them. Nothing that they can say matters in the least. One thing alone matters: our interview with Prasville.
Madame Mergy could keep silent no longer and, slowly at first, with all the anguish of that past which had to be called up, she told her story: "Twenty-five years ago, when my name was Clarisse Darcel and my parents living, I knew three young men at Nice. Their names will at once give you an insight into the present tragedy: they were Alexis Daubrecq, Victorien Mergy and Louis Prasville.
Prasville next lifted and examined different objects; and he asked: "How often have you been here?" "Six times last winter," was the reply. "And you have searched the house thoroughly?" "Every one of the rooms, for days at a time, while he was visiting his constituency." "Still... still..." And he added, "Has he no servant at present?" "No, he is looking for one.
There was a pause, during which the two men watched each other without appearing to. M. Nicole seemed to be waiting for the conversation to be resumed. Prasville, sheltered behind the piles of books on the table, sat with one hand grasping his revolver and the other touching the push of the electric bell. He felt the whole strength of his position with a keen zest. He held the list.
Prasville, touched like the rest and thinking of Clarisse, repeated, in a whisper: "Poor little chap!" But the hour struck, the preparations were finished. They set out. The two processions met in the passage. Vaurheray, on seeing Gilbert, snapped out: "I say, kiddie, the governor's chucked us!"
The three were old acquaintances, had gone to college in the same year and served in the same regiment. Prasville, at that time, was in love with a singer at the opera-house at Nice. The two others, Mergy and Daubrecq, were in love with me. I shall be brief as regards all this and, for the rest, as regards the whole story, for the facts tell their own tale.
Daubrecq's disappearance, contrary to what his kidnappers expect, may hasten on the catastrophe which you wish to avert. We must therefore act with all speed. Monsieur le secretaire-general, I ask for your immediate and practical assistance." "In what way can I help you?" asked Prasville, who was beginning to be impressed by his quaint visitor.
M. Nicole, who no longer seemed in the least worried with his hat, his glove and his umbrella, rose and said to Prasville: "Monsieur le secretaire-general, I might have kept my discovery to myself, and not told you of it until after the final victory, that is, after bringing you the list of the Twenty-seven. But matters are urgent.
Next, he examined all the papers, while his companions took down the books from the shelves, shook the pages of each separately and felt inside the bindings. "Of course, it's a paper they're looking for," said Lupin. "Bank-notes, perhaps..." Prasville exclaimed: "What rot! We shan't find a thing!"
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