But suddenly, the train diminished its
speed. A moment later it increased its speed, then slowed up
again. Probably, some repairs were being made in that part of the
tunnel which obliged the trains to diminish their speed, and the
man was aware of the fact. He immediately stepped down to the
lower step, closed the door behind him, and leaped to the ground.
He was gone.
The lady immediately recovered her wits, and her first act was to
lament the loss of her jewels. I gave her an imploring look. She
understood, and quickly removed the gag that stifled me. She
wished to untie the cords that bound me, but I prevented her.
"No, no, the police must see everything exactly as it stands. I
want them to see what the rascal did to us."
"Suppose I pull the alarm-bell?"
"Too late. You should have done that when he made the attack on
me."
"But he would have killed me. Ah! monsieur, didn't I tell you that
he was on this train. I recognized him from his portrait. And now
he has gone off with my jewels."
"Don't worry. The police will catch him."
"Catch Arsene Lupin! Never."
"That depends on you, madame. Listen. When we arrive at Rouen, be
at the door and call.
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