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Updated: May 10, 2025
"That was three months ago; and a week later, I made the acquaintance of our friend Velmont at the casino, and, since then, he has honored me with several visits an agreeable preamble to a more serious visit that he will pay me one of these days or, rather, one of these nights."
"Oh! like everyone else, from photographs, no two of which are alike, but each of them leaves the impression of a face.... something like yours." Horace Velmont displayed some vexation. "Quite so, my dear Devanne. And, believe me, you are not the first one who has noticed it."
"Well, the police investigated the matter, and, as usual, discovered no clue whatever." "They never do, when Arsene Lupin is concerned in it." "Exactly; and so I decided to ask the assistance of Sherlock Holmes, who replied that he was ready and anxious to enter the lists with Arsene Lupin." "What glory for Arsene Lupin!" said Velmont.
"All I can say is that the king stopped here one night in 1784, and that the famous Iron Casket found in the Louvre contained a paper bearing these words in the king's own writing: `Thibermesnil 3-4-11." Horace Velmont laughed heartily, and exclaimed: "At last! And now that we have the magic key, where is the man who can fit it to the invisible lock?"
His absence had awakened the suspicions of Mon. Devanne. But at twelve o'clock he arrived. Devanne exclaimed: "Ah! here you are!" "Why, am I not punctual?" asked Velmont. "Yes, and I am surprised that you are....after such a busy night! I suppose you know the news?" "What news?" "You have robbed the castle." "Nonsense!" exclaimed Velmont, smiling. "Exactly as I predicted.
The great clock struck slowly: one....two....three....Horace Velmont took out his watch, glanced at the clock, then returned the watch to his pocket. A few seconds passed in silence; and then the crowd in the courtyard parted to give passage to two wagons, that had just entered the park-gate, each drawn by two horses.
During this commotion, Nelly had remained alone at the extreme end of the terrace, absorbed by confused and distracted thoughts. Suddenly, she observed Velmont approaching her. She would have avoided him, but the balustrade that surrounded the terrace cut off her retreat. She was cornered. She could not move.
Well, that book disappeared a month ago." "The deuce!" said Velmont, "that looks bad. But it doesn't seem to be a sufficient reason for sending for Sherlock Holmes." "Certainly, that was not sufficient in itself, but another incident happened that gives the disappearance of the book a special significance.
In spite of herself, her eyes wandered to the clock every minute. She also watched Velmont, who was calmly swinging to and fro in a comfortable rocking chair. Ten minutes to three!....Five minutes to three!....Nelly was impatient and anxious.
"Laugh as much as you please, monsieur," said Father Gelis, "but I am confident the solution is contained in those two sentences, and some day we will find a man able to interpret them." "Sherlock Holmes is the man," said Mon. Devanne, "unless Arsene Lupin gets ahead of him. What is your opinion, Velmont?"
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