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Updated: June 20, 2025
"Your future domicile," said Vagualame, showing the van to the bewildered Bobinette. "But this is not the time to install yourself there are things to be said first between you and me, Bobinette!" The bandit was enveloped from head to foot in a dark cloak.
"Two hours ago, Fandor telephones me that he must see me on a matter of the utmost urgency ... he telephones me that he cannot go out, that he is waiting for me.... And now, not only is he not here, but I stumble on an agent from the Second Bureau.... I encounter a Vagualame disguised, who runs as if all the devils of hell were after him ... who makes off with extraordinary agility, whose presence of mind in burking pursuit is marvellous!... Who is this fellow?... What was he up to in Fandor's flat?... Where is Fandor?"
Therefore Juve must act at once. His first move must be to meet and talk with the Second Bureau officer most in touch with Vagualame, and make him talk without arousing his suspicions. Juve also meant to mix with Vagualame's associates, trusting to luck and his own perspicacity to get on to various trails, trails that would lead him to the solution of grave problems.
Vagualame could and would reach her room by the gutter-pipe ladder, it was not too difficult; but it was a risky undertaking, for, and particularly from the Esplanade des Invalides, a climber might be seen, an alarm raised, and the police would intervene. Juve-Vagualame and Bobinette left the "movies" hall at half-past ten.
When he saw Vagualame and Bobinette enter the library he exclaimed, in thought: "I have them!... I know the house! I am going to arrest Fantômas and his accomplice!" Cool as a cucumber now that the decisive, ardently-longed-for moment was at hand, Juve repeated his instructions: he did not mean to leave anything to chance.
The daisy is going to bloom." At once the accordion player added. "And the potatoes are going to sprout!" They identified each other. The two men were alone in this deserted corner of the garden; they drew closer together and began to converse. "Are things still going well, Vagualame?" "My faith, Monsieur Henri, that depends."...
Then she added, laughing in her usual hail-fellow-well-met way, and pressing the old fellow's hand as she moved towards the door: "I don't mean to be the letter-box of Châlons any more: that's ended the last collection has been made!" Nichoune departed. Vagualame wished her a cordial "Good night"; then, locking the door, he became absorbed in his reflections.
The street was deserted. Bobinette kept in the shadow, avoiding the bright patches cast on the silent roadway from the wine-shops and taverns still open and alight. She had been walking about five minutes when she felt that someone was walking behind her, hastening to overtake her.... A hand was laid on her shoulder: Vagualame was beside her, regulating his steps by hers.
"Well, we will not dwell on the past," declared Vagualame, with an air of magnanimity: "Fortunately your extraordinary simplicity has not had any particular consequences save the stupid way you let them get hold of the gun piece, and allowed the false Corporal Vinson to escape!"... In a menacing tone he said: "We will return to that question later."
A counter weight closed it over his head. Juve rolled into the cellar but a few seconds after Vagualame and Bobinette had escaped from it!... To tell the truth, Juve did not know of the hidden entrance to the secret room. Dizzy from his rapid glide downwards, Juve raised his lantern. He was not surprised to find this retreat empty. He knew the slide led to second and lower series of cellars....
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