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Updated: June 17, 2025
Wulf began a long and rambling story to the effect that upon leaving Glotzbourg for Paris, on his special mission to the King, he had conceived the idea of writing to the Marquis de Sérac, whom he knew to be an intimate friend of the King, to give him a letter of introduction to His Majesty.
An article reserved in tone, but giving sufficient details, announced the arrest of Fantômas, the mysterious criminal of the Palace Royal of Glotzbourg, while attempting to steal the diamond which constituted the private fortune of Prince Frederick-Christian II. "Good God!" cried M. Annion, "Fantômas arrested, the diamond stolen, and Juve doesn't return or send any word!"
He had the good luck to find that a sleeping car had been attached to the end of the train which would take him directly to Glotzbourg. At the frontier he changed into a local, which jogged peacefully along, stopping every few minutes at small stations. The country of Hesse-Weimar spread out attractive and varied.
Wulf looked at him without answering, and Fandor added with great dignity: "You can go now." "But I have a formal order not to return to Glotzbourg without your Majesty, and when your Majesty is ready I am at your orders. Even to-night." Then he added in a low tone: "That would be a pity, for in Paris ..." Fandor glanced quickly at him. So this fat police officer was like the rest of the world.
I'm going mad! What a long time you've been!" "That's true, I am a little late, but it hasn't been very easy." Now that Fandor's mind was set at rest about his deliverance, he grew curious to know the results of the detective's investigation. "Well, you were successful?" "Yes, quite successful." "Do they know in Glotzbourg?" "They must have some suspicion by now." "When did you get back?"
M. Annion took pity on his subordinate. "Before Juve left he had proved to me that the King was the real King; isn't that so?" "Yes." "But that doesn't alter the fact that the King is a murderer.... Juve suspected some court intrigue, that's why he left for Glotzbourg. Now what is our situation? We have a King who has committed murder, and we don't arrest him. But that is the least of my worries.
"No doubt whatever. I've had too much experience in such matters to be mistaken.... Besides, the initials J. G. are on the buttons." "Yes, yes Jacob of Glotzbourg." Juve now examined the lining with a magnifying glass, muttering the while: "Ah, just as I expected!" The pocket of the waistcoat had been distended by some large object which had been forcibly introduced into it.
He had not mentioned to his chief that his real object in going to Glotzbourg was to try to obtain a clue as to the real or apparent disappearance of the King Frederick-Christian II.
The formal declaration of the grotesque Wulf had reassured the French authorities as to the fate of the King, but to Juve, who knew that Fandor was installed at the Royal Palace, the search for the real King was of paramount importance. "Glotzbourg.... All out!"
I assure you it's a great pleasure for me to talk to anyone coming from Hesse-Weimar. I left the court when I was very young, and I should be a stranger in Glotzbourg to-day; still I remember my very good friends there ... but never mind that now, we have more important subjects to discuss, Monsieur Wulf, and I'm sure you are in a hurry." "Oh, not at all; I am only too happy and too proud ..."
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