proofs of his confidence which he has given me, there is one thing which
I have, never been quite able to
fathom, and that is the organization of
his gang.
The
existence of the gang is an undoubted fact. Certain adventures can
be explained only by
countless acts of
devotion, invincible efforts of
energy and powerful cases of complicity, representing so many forces
which all obey one
mighty will. But how is this will exerted? Through
what intermediaries, through what subordinates? That is what I do not
know. Lupin keeps his secret; and the secrets which Lupin chooses to
keep are, so to speak, impenetrable.
The only supposition which I can allow myself to make is that this gang,
which, in my opinion, is very
limited in numbers and
therefore all the
more
formidable, is completed and
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of independent units, provisional associates, picked up in every class
of society and in every country of the worid, who are the executive
agents of an authority with which, in many cases, they are not even
acquainted. The companions, the initiates, the
faithful adherents -
men who play the leading parts under the direct command of Lupin - move
to and fro between these
secondary agents and the master.
Gilbert and Vaucheray
evidently belonged to the main gang. And that is
why the law showed itself so implacable in their regard. For the first
time, it held accomplices of Lupin in its clutches - declared, undisputed
accomplices - and those accomplices had committed a murder. If the murder
was premeditated, if the
accusation of
deliberate homicide could be
supported by
substantial proofs, it meant the scaffold. Now there was,
at the very least, one self-
evident proof, the cry for
assistance which
Leonard had sent over the telephone a few minutes before his death:
"Help!... Murder!... I shall be killed!... "
The
desperateappeal had been heard by two men, the
operator on duty and
one of his fellow-clerks, who swore to it
positively. And it was in
consequence of this
appeal that the conunissary of police, who was at
once informed, had proceeded to the Villa Marie-Therese, escorted by his
men and a number of soldiers off duty.
Lupin had a very clear notion of the danger from the first. The fierce
struggle in which he had engaged against society was entering upon a new
and terrible phase. His luck was turning. It was no longer a matter of
attacking others, but of defending himself and saving the heads of his
two companions.
A littie
memorandum, which I have copied from one of the note-books
in which he often jots down a
summary of the situations that
perplex him,
will show us the workings of his brain:
"One
definite fact, to begin with, is that Gilbert and Vaucheray
humbugged me. The Enghien
expedition, undertaken ostensibly with the
object of robbing the Villa Marie-Therese, had a secret purpose. This
purpose obsessed their minds throughout the operations; and what they
were looking for, under the furniture and in the cupboards, was one
thing and one thing alone: the
crystal stopper. Therefore, if I want to
see clear ahead, I must first of all know what this means. It is certain
that, for some
hidden reason, that
mysterious piece of glass possesses
an incalculable value in their eyes. And not only in
theirs, for, last
night, some one was bold enough and clever enough to enter my flat and
steal the object in question from me."
This theft of which he was the
victim puzzled Lupin curiously.
Two problems, both
equally difficult of
solution, presented themselves
to his mind. First, who was the
mysteriousvisitor? Gilbert, who
enjoyed his entire confidence and acted as his private secretary, was
the only one who knew of the
retreat in the Rue Matignon. Now Gilbert
was in prison. Was Lupin to suppose that Gilbert had betrayed him and
put the police on his tracks? In that case, why were they content with
taking the
crystal stopper, instead of arresting him, Lupin?
But there was something much stranger still. Admitting that they had
been able to force the doors of his flat - and this he was compelled to
admit, though there was no mark to show it - how had they succeeded in
entering the bedroom? He turned the key and pushed the bolt as he did
every evening, in
accordance with a habit from which he never departed.
And,
nevertheless - the fact was undeniable - the
crystal stopper had
disappeared without the lock or the bolt having been touched. And,
although Lupin flattered himself that he had sharp ears, even when
asleep, not a sound had waked him!
He took no great pains to probe the
mystery. He knew those problems too