He had drawn his revolver and was pointing it straight at Lupin's face.
"Hands up!" he cried. "That's what I think of it!"
Lupin placed himself in front of him and shrugged his shoulders:
"Sold again!" he said.
"Hands up, I say, once more!"
"And sold again, say I. Your deadly weapon won't go off."
"What?"
"Old Catherine, your housekeeper, is in my service. She damped the charges this morning while you were having your breakfast coffee."
Ganimard made a furious gesture, pocketed the revolver and rushed at Lupin.
"Well?" said Lupin, stopping him short with a well-aimed kick on the shin.