The Washington herald., 1915-04-11

of Arsene Lupin."
l could not help Struggling my
shoulders.
"Your two officers will pick up nc
clews and no evidence"
"Reallyw
"Arsenc Lupin will have arranged
that no one should see him leave the
tunnel. He will have taken the near
est road. and from there ~
From there made for Roucn, where
we shall catch him"
"He will not go to Rouen.'
an that case, he will remain in
the neighborhood, where We shall be
even more certain ="
"He will not remain in the neigh
borhood."
"Oh! Then where will he hide him
self"
! took out my watch.
AT this moment Arscne Lupin is
hanging about the station at Darne-
tai At tcn-fifty-that is to say, in
twenty-five minutes from now-hc
will take the train which leaves
Rouen from the Care du Nord for
Amiens."
do you think so? And how do
you know"
ooh, it's very simple. In the car
riagc Arscne Lupin consulted my
railway guide. What for? To see If
there was another line near the place
where he disappeared. station on
that line, and train which stopped
at that station. | have just looked at
the guide myself, and learned what
| wanted to know"
Upon my word, sir" said the conf
missary, you possess marvellous pow
ers of deduction. What an expert
you must be-"
Dragged on by my certainty, ! had
blundered by displaying too much
cleverness. He looked at me in as
constituent, and / saw that a sus-
picion hickered through his. mind.
Only just, it is true; for the photo
graphs dispatched in every direction
were so unlike, represented an Ar
senc Lupin so different from the one
that stood before him, that he could
not possibly recognize the original in
me. Nevertheless. he was troubled.
restless, perplexed.
There was moment of silence. A
certain ambiguity and doubt seemed
to interrupt our words. A shuddcr
of anxiety passed through me. Was
luck about to turn against me? Mas
tering myself. | began to laugh.
"Ah well. there's nothing to sharp
en- ones wits like the loss of a pock-
etbook and the desire to find it again
And it seems to ME that, if you will
give me two of your men. the three
e ~.rI,,--
"Oh, please, Mr.. Commissary," ex-
claimed Nine. Renaud, do what M.
Berlat suggests"
My kind friends intervention turn
ed the scale Uttered by her, the wife
of an influential person, the name of
Berlat became mine in reality, and
conferred upon me an identity which
no suspicion could touch. The COM
rose.
Believe me, NJ Berlat. l shall be
only too pleased to see you succeed.
| am as anxious as yourself to have
Arsene Lupin arrested"
He accompanied me to my car He
two of his men to me-
Honore Masso1 and CASTOR Delivet
They took their seats. l placed my
self at the wheel. My chauffeur start
ed the engine. A few seconds later
we had left the station. I was saved. |
confess that as we dashed in my
powerful thirty-hve horsepower Mo-
along the boulevards |
hat skirt the old Norman city was
not without a certain sense of pride. |
The engine hummed tremendously. |
The trees sped behind us to right |
and left. And now, free and out of |
danger, I had nothing to do but to
settle my own little private affairs /
with the co-operation of two worthy |
of the law Arsenc |
Lupin was going in search of Arsene |
Lupin!
But all was not over vet. Far from
t, | had first TO capture the fellow and |
next 20 take possession, myself, of
he papers of which he had robbed |
ne. At no cost must my two satellites !
De allowed to catch a sight of those |
documents, much less lay hands upon |
hem. To make use of them and yet |
act independently of them was what !
| wanted to do, and it was no easy
matter.
We reached Darnetal three minutes
after the train had left. ] had the
of learning that a man
n a gray frock overcoat with a black
velvet collar had got into a second
lass carriage with ticket for
Amiens. There was no doubt about
t; my first appearance as detective
vas a promising one.
Delivet said:
1.-THE train is an express. and does
lot stop before Monterolicr-Buchy, in
nineteen minutes from now. If we
ire not there before Arsene Lupin,
lie can go on toward Amiens. branch
IF to Clercs. and, from there. make
or Dieppe or Paris"
"How far is Monterolier?"
Fourteen miles and a half"
Fourteen miles and half in nine
cen minutes. We shall be there be-
ore he is.
1t was stirring race. Never had
ny trusty Moreau.Lepton responded
o my Impotence with greater ardor
md regularity. 1t seemed to me as
hough | communicated my wishes to
Ter directly, without the Intermediary
# levers or handles. She shared my
lesires. She approved of my deter
Right cried Delivct. Left!
Straight ahead! ="
We SKINNED the ground. The mile
tones looked like little timid ami
nails that fed at our approach.