“Perhaps it would have been more prudent if you had avoided getting there,” said the detective, ironically. 

 “Ah! monsieur jests? Monsieur must remember that he had the honor to effect my arrest. Know then, my worthy friend, that no one, not even you, could have placed a hand upon me if a much more important event had not occupied my attention at that critical moment.” 

 “You astonish me.” 

 “A woman was looking at me, Ganimard, and I loved her. Do you fully understand what that means: to be under the eyes of a woman that one loves? I cared for nothing in the world but that. And that is why I am here.” 

 “Permit me to say: you have been here a long time.” 

 “In the first place, I wished to forget. Do not laugh; it was a delightful adventure and it is still a tender memory. Besides, I have been suffering from neurasthenia. Life is so feverish these days that it is necessary to take the ‘rest cure’ occasionally, and I find this spot a sovereign remedy for my tired nerves.” 

 “Arsène Lupin, you are not a bad fellow, after all.” 

 “Thank you,” said Lupin. “Ganimard, this is Friday. On Wednesday next, at four o’clock in the afternoon, I will smoke my cigar at your house in the rue Pergolese.” 

 “Arsène Lupin, I will expect you.” 

 They shook hands like two old friends who valued each other at their true worth; then the detective stepped to the door. 

 “Ganimard!” 

 “What is it?” asked Ganimard, as he turned back. 

 “You have forgotten your watch.” 

 “My watch?” 

 “Yes, it strayed into my pocket.” 

 He returned the watch, excusing himself. 

 “Pardon me.... a bad habit. Because they have taken mine is no reason why I should take yours. Besides, I have a chronometer here that satisfies me fairly well.” 

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