"This house...?"
"Surrounded."
"The two next houses...?"
"Surrounded."
"The flat above this...?"
"The three flats on the fifth floor which were occupied by M. Dubreuil are invested."
"So that...?"
"So that you are caught, M. Lupin, irredeemably caught."
Lupin now experienced the same feelings that had stirred Shears during his motor-car drive: the same concentrated rage, the same rebellion; but also, when all was said and done, the same sense of loyalty which compelled him to bow before the force of circumstances. Both were equally strong: both alike were bound to accept defeat as a temporary evil, to be received with resignation.
"We are quits, sir," he said, bluntly.