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Without further hesitation, he stated: "My object is simple enough. It is the release of my friends Gilbert and Vaucheray." "Is that true? Is that true?" she exclaimed, quivering all over and questioning him with an anxious glance. "If you knew me..." "I do know you... I know who you are.
Certainly; and implore your assistance. But where was I to find you?... It was then that the two whom you call the Growler and the Masher, driven into a corner by circumstances, decided to tell me of the part played by Vaucheray, his ambitions, his plan, which had long been ripening..." "To get rid of me, I suppose?" said Lupin, with a grin. "Yes.
It was Gilbert and Vaucheray: Gilbert, a young fellow of twenty or twenty-two, with an attractive cast of features and a supple and sinewy frame; Vaucheray, older, shorter, with grizzled hair and a pale, sickly face. "Well," asked Lupin, "did you see him, the deputy?" "Yes, governor," said Gilbert, "we saw him take the 7.40 tram for Paris, as we knew he would." "Then we are free to act?"
Lupin took her gently by the arm and, in a serious voice: "If we don't find it, Gilbert, young Gilbert whom you know and love, will stand every chance of losing his head; and so will Vaucheray." "Vaucheray I don't mind... a dirty rascal like him! But Gilbert..." "Have you seen the papers this evening? Things are looking worse than ever.
With a threatening gesture, "I'll make you talk, my man. Sure as my name's Lupin, you shall come out with it. But, for the moment, we must see about decamping. Here, help me. We must get Vaucheray into the boat..." They had returned to the dining-room and Gilbert was bending over the wounded man, when Lupin stopped him: "Listen."
And they continued their mad pursuit, travelling at random, toward the unknown... And this happened two days before the inevitable execution of Gilbert and Vaucheray. On one of the hills that girdle Nice with the finest scenery in the world, between the Vallon de Saint-Silvestre and the Vallon de La Mantega, stands a huge hotel which overlooks the town and the wonderful Baie des Anges.
Stunned though he was by the blow, he nevertheless had ample time to recognize the man, in a sudden, startled vision, and also to recognize, under his chauffeur's disguise, the man who was driving the car. It was the Growler and the Masher, the two men in charge of the boats on the Enghien night, two friends of Gilbert and Vaucheray: in short, two of Lupin's own accomplices.
She mastered herself and, with a face wrung with fevered anguish, replied: "Through two of your accomplices, or rather two accomplices of Vaucheray, to whom they were wholly devoted and who had chosen them to row the boats." "The two men outside: the Growler and the Masher?" "Yes.
By killing that infamous brute, that hardened criminal, Vaucheray, and wounding the executioner, I spread disorder and panic; I made Gilbert's execution physically and morally impossible; and I thus gained the few hours which were indispensable for my purpose." "Obviously," repeated Prasville.
And this crystal stopper had nothing particular about it. The most that Lupin observed was that the knob, with its many facets, was gilded right down to the indent. But, to tell the truth, this detail did not seem to him of a nature to attract special notice. "And it was this bit of glass to which Gilbert and Vaucheray attached such stubborn importance!" he said to himself.
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