"Well, what on earth would be the good of that? This confounded spring won't work," said Lupin, irritably pushing the moulding of the mantel.
He stifled an exclamation of surprise: this time, freakish chance had willed that the block of marble should move under his fingers! Safety, flight became possible. In that case, why submit to Holmlock Shears's conditions?
He walked to and fro, as though reflecting upon his answer. Then he, in his turn, put his hand on the Englishman's shoulder:
"After due consideration, Mr. Shears, I prefer to settle my little affairs alone."
"Still...."
"No, I don't want anybody's help."
"When Ganimard has you, it will be up with you. They won't let you go again."
"Who knows?"
"Come, this is madness. Every outlet is watched."
"One remains."