"Anything else?"
"That is all."
"There is nothing more?"
"Nothing. Your majesty need only have this letter delivered to the editor of the Grand Journal, who will then destroy, unread, the article which he may now receive at any moment."
Lupin held out the letter, with a heavy heart and a trembling hand. If the Emperor took it, that would be a sign of his acceptance.
The Emperor hesitated and then, with an abrupt movement, took the letter, put on his hat, wrapped his cloak round him and walked out without a word.
Lupin remained for a few seconds, staggering, as though dazed. . . .
Then, suddenly, he fell into his chair, shouting with joy and pride. . . .
"Monsieur le Juge d'Instruction, I am sorry to say good-bye to you to-day."