These words were spoken by a well-dressed young man who now entered the room and was immediately recognized by Mon. Gerbois as the person who had wished to buy the desk from him at Versailles. He rushed toward him.
“Where is my daughter—my Suzanne?”
Arsène Lupin carefully closed the door, and, while slowly removing his gloves, said to the lawyer:
“My dear maître, I am indebted to you very much for your kindness in consenting to defend my interests. I shall not forget it.”
Mon. Detinan murmured:
“But you did not ring. I did not hear the door—”
“Doors and bells are things that should work without being heard. I am here, and that is the important point.”
“My daughter! Suzanne! Where is she!” repeated the professor.
“Mon Dieu, monsieur,” said Lupin, “what’s your hurry? Your daughter will be here in a moment.”
Lupin walked to and fro for a minute, then, with the pompous air of an orator, he said: