"Now, Mademoiselle," exclaimed the journalist, "I beg you to tell me everything.... I promise I won't give you up ... time is precious and if your accomplice had tried to get rid of you, it is only natural; you are dangerous for him.... Marie Pascal, I implore you to tell me the truth! Tell me, who is Fantômas?"
The young girl listened to these words with growing amazement.
"The accomplice of Fantômas, I!... What are you saying, Monsieur?... Sire!"
"Now don't deny it! Look here, I'll tell you the truth. I am not the King."
"You are not...."
"No, but I haven't time to explain that now... you must help me to capture this criminal ... and I give you my word you will not be involved yourself."
"But I am not the accomplice of Fantômas!"
"Then why did you steal those jewels? Why have you the key of Susy d'Orsel's apartment in your possession?"
Marie's face expressed such bewilderment as Fandor asked the question that he could no longer doubt her innocence.