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now? Was he aware of the danger he was running? Was he ignorant of the presence of Ganimard and his men? And Lupin continued: "Yes, thanks to you, my dear friend. Certainly, Raymonde and I loved each other from the first. Just so, my boy--Raymonde's abduction, her imprisonment, were mere humbug: we loved each other. But neither she nor I, when we were free to love, would allow a casual bond at the mercy of chance, to be formed between us. The position, therefore, was hopeless for Lupin. Fortunately, it ceased to be so if I resumed my identity as the Louis Valmeras that I had been from a child. It was then that I conceived the idea, as you refused to relinquish your quest and had found the Chateau de l'Aiguille, of profiting by your obstinacy." "And my silliness." "Pooh! Any one would have been caught as you were!" "So you were really able to succeed because I screened you and assisted you?" "Of course! How could any one suspect Valmeras of being Lupin, when Valmeras was Beautrelet's friend and after Valmeras had snatched from Lupin's clutches the girl whom Lupin loved? And how charming it was! Such delightful memories! The expedition to Crozant! The bouquets we found! My pretended love letter to Raymonde! And, later, the precautions which I, Valmeras, had to take against myself, Lupin, before my marriage! And the night of your great banquet, Beautrelet, when you fainted in my arms! Oh, what memories!" There was a pause. Beautrelet watched Raymonde. She had listened to Lupin without saying a word and looked at him with eyes in which he read love, passion and something else besides, something which the lad could not define, a sort of anxious embarrassment and a vague sadness. But Lupin turned his eyes upon her and she gave him an affectionate smile. Their hands met over the table. "What do you say to the way I have arranged my little home, Beautrelet?" cried Lupin. "There's a style about it, isn't there? I don't pretend that it's as comfortable as it might be. And yet, some have been quite satisfied with it; and not the least of mankind, either!--Look at the list of distinguished people who have owned the Needle in their time and who thought it an honor to leave a mark of their sojourn." On the walls, one below the other, were carved the following names: JULIUS CAESAR CHARLEMAGNE ROLLO WILLIAM THE CONQUEROR RICHARD COEUR-DE-LEON LOUIS XI. FRANCIS I. HENRY IV. LOUIS XIV. ARSE
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