"M. Ganimard, I propose to borrow three of your men."
"It's for the blonde lady, I suppose?"
"Yes."
"Do you know who she is, where she is?"
"By Jove! A fine capture! She and Lupin ... that completes the day's work. Folenfant, take two men and go with Mr. Shears."
The Englishman walked away, followed by the three detectives.
The end had come. The blonde lady also was about to fall into Shears's hands. Thanks to his wonderful persistency, thanks to the aid of fortunate events, the battle was turning to victory for him and irreparable disaster for Lupin.
"Mr. Shears!"
The Englishman stopped: