"At Crozon?"
"No, I shall get out at Creil and return to Paris. That's where the game between Arsène Lupin and myself must be played out. The tricks will count the same, wherever we make them; but it is better that Lupin should think that I am out of town."
"Still ..."
"What difference can it make to you, madame? The main object is your diamond, is it not?"
"Yes."
"Well, set your mind at rest. Only a little while ago, I gave an undertaking which will be much more difficult to keep. On the word of Holmlock Shears, you shall have the real diamond back."
The train slowed down. He put the imitation diamond in his pocket and opened the carriage-door. The count cried:
"Take care; that's the wrong side!"
"Lupin will lose my tracks this way, if he's having me shadowed. Good-bye."
A porter protested. The Englishman made for the station-master's office. Fifty minutes later, he jumped into a train which brought him back to Paris a little before midnight.