THE ARREST OF FANTOMAS
"Good evening, Monsieur Caldoni, so you are starting soon?"
"Yes, Monsieur Vicart, it's customary and also my duty, every time a
sovereign, a crowned head, takes the train..."
"You stick as close to him as possible until he has reached the
frontier. Well, I'm not sorry to see you here," continued Vicart, "for
now my job is over."
"And mine just beginning, worse luck."
"Oh! you have only a few hours of it; you travel luxuriously in a
special train..."
"One gets tired of that pretty soon. Last week I took the Dowager Queen
of Italy to Menton; then jumped to the Spanish frontier to pick up the
King of Spain; now it's the King of Hesse-Weimar--to-morrow, who knows?"
The station was decorated gaily in honor of the departing
Frederick-Christian. In a private room, a number of the guests,
especially invited, were waiting the arrival of the Sovereign.
While M. Vicart, in company with a special agent, made a rapid
examination of the station and satisfied himself that all preparations
had been thoroughly carried out, M. Caldoni was talking to the
station-master.
"The King's special train is to start exactly at 10.17, that is to say,
it will follow, at an interval of 10 minutes number 322."
"The 322 is the Cologne express, isn't it?" inquired M. Caldoni.
"Yes, the Cologne express."
* * * * *
In the meantime a vast crowd of the curious who had learned of the
departure of the King by the evening papers, filled the waiting-rooms
and platforms. Journalists were grouped apart and the invited guests
included numerous persons of quality. Among them was Baron Weil, member
of the Council of Administration, and delegated to represent it at the
ceremony of departure. Lieutenant Colonel Bonnival was also there to
represent the State. At the station entrance, M. Havard stood alone,
waiting the arrival of the automobile which contained M. Annion, in
attendance upon the King.
* * * * *
Making his way noiselessly in and out of the crowd, Juve gradually drew
near the front ranks and reached the cordon of special officers whose
duty it was to bar the way to the platform of departure. Here Juve ran
into Michel, and the two men silently shook hands. Juve was about to
show his card, but Michel smiled:
"No need for you to show it, Juve."
The detective now mingled with the guests, and as he reached the
reception-room he moved behind a lady who had just arrived. Waiting a
favorable opportunity he approached her:
"Pardon me," he began in a dry voice, "one moment, please."
The lady turned sharply:
"Monsieur, who are you? What do you want?"
"I am Juve, of the Secret Service."
"And I am the Grand Duchess Alexandra, relative of the King of
Hesse-Weimar."
"No, you are Lady Beltham. I recognize you and it will be no use to deny
it."
The adventuress started panting, in her eyes a look of fear.
"Ah," she stammered.
"I've got you, Lady Beltham. The time to pay has come. You are under
arrest." Then in a whisper he added, "Where is the diamond?"
There was a silence. Lady Beltham lowered her eyes.
"Better tell me, and avoid the scandal."
"Don't make a scandal, I implore you. I have the diamond with me."
* * * * *
At this moment the King of Hesse-Weimar entered the reception-room
accompanied by his friend, the Marquis de Serac.
Juve could not repress a start. The daring of Fantomas was beyond
belief. But his first duty was to recover the diamond. Leaning toward
his prisoner, he whispered:
"Hand over the diamond immediately."
The adventuress gave him a strange and mysterious look.
"Monsieur, slip your hand into my sleeve."
Juve obeyed. His fingers instantly closed around the precious jewel
which he identified at once by the feel.
"Monsieur, I came here for the express purpose of returning it, please
believe me."
At this moment Juve met the eyes of M. Annion, and he realized that the
time had come to report to his chief. The detective had three plain
clothes men at his elbow; he now turned to them and with a gesture gave
the care of Lady Beltham into their keeping. Juve then advanced through
the crowded room toward M. Annion and the King. The latter watched him
closely and whispered to M. Vicart:
"This time we mustn't hesitate."
In a moment Juve felt his arms seized and pinioned, and then before he
could recover from his amazement, he was hustled off into a private
room.
"Search him!"
Immediately one of his guards snatched the diamond from his waistcoat
pocket. Juve looked up and in the doorway stood the absurd Wulf and by
his side the Marquis de Serac.
"Fantomas," he cried, "Fantomas!... arrest him!" Then in a sudden access
of rage:
"Let me go, you idiots! M. Annion, what does this mean? Fantomas stands
before you! We've got him, and Lady Beltham, too!"
M. Annion paid no attention to his outburst, but calmly turned to
another man who had appeared on the scene.
"Monsieur Heberlauf, do you recognize this man?"
M. Heberlauf, who never could make a decision, hesitated:
"It seems to me ... I don't know ... I think I do. Madame Heberlauf can
tell you better than I can."
Madame Heberlauf now stepped forward and in a flood of words, explained
to M. Annion that she had no doubt in the matter.
"By a most infernal device, Monsieur, this criminal escaped from his
prison, and not content with that, he killed an unfortunate servant, an
old porter whom our police discovered the following day in the mortuary
chapel of Glotzbourg."
Instinctly Juve was about to protest but M. Annion held up a hand.
"Silence. You will explain at the trial." Then turning to the Marquis de
Serac, he handed the diamond to him.
"We are very glad to be able to return this precious jewel to his
Majesty Frederick-Christian II, and I place it in your hands, Marquis,
in presence of Monsieur Wulf and Monsieur Heberlauf."
A yell from Juve interrupted him:
"God Almighty! the Marquis de Serac is Fantomas!... Fantomas, the
assassin of Susy d'Orsel!"
M. Havard came forward:
"It's no use, Juve, keep quiet. We know all you would say. But I may
tell you that in every place where Fantomas left his trace we have found
undeniable evidences of your presence."
When M. Havard pronounced the name Fantomas, a young girl sprang
forward. It was Marie Pascal.
"Monsieur," she cried, "Fantomas is arrested! Fantomas, the monster who
nearly killed me two hours ago!"
"Nearly killed you? Where?"
"In a house in the Rue Bonaparte."
"M. Juve's house," exclaimed the Marquis de Serac with an ironical
smile.
"And who rescued you?" asked M. Havard.
Marie Pascal turned to identify Fandor but the journalist had
disappeared.
Getting wind of what was afoot after reaching the station, he had kept
out of sight and listened to the rumors of the crowd. It was with
stupefaction that he at length discovered that the authorities had
actually decided that Juve and Fantomas were one and the same person!
With his usual quick decision, he promptly made up his mind that he
would be more useful to his friend if he remained free. He realized the
probability of his own arrest for counterfeiting the King.
* * * * *
M. Vicart offered humble apologies to the pseudo Grand Duchess
Alexandra, who accepted them with a haughty inclination of the head, and
hastened to join the suite of the King.
The latter warmly thanked the Marquis de Serac and amid the
acclamations of the crowd the train started.
Wulf, swollen with vanity, cried aloud so that everyone might hear:
"It is thanks to me that he is arrested!"
Juve now left with the police officers, shouted at the top of his voice:
"But I am Juve! Juve! Oh! they are all crazy! Crazy!"
In a few moments he was taken to a waiting taxi, while the crowd took a
last look at the departing King and his suite. They were saying:
"That's the Grand Duchess and the Marquis de Serac!"
Juve gave one great cry of distress, while the tears coursed down his
cheeks.
"The Grand Duchess! the Marquis de Serac! No! no! The police have
arrested an innocent man and have let Lady Beltham and Fantomas escape!"
THE END
FANTOMAS DETECTIVE TALES
By
PIERRE SOUVESTRE and MARCEL ALLAIN
12 mo. Cloth. Price, $1.40, net, each.
I.
FANTOMAS
The Adventures of Detective Juve in Pursuit of a Master in Crime.
II.
THE EXPLOITS OF JUVE
In this continuation of "Fantomas" the further adventures of Detective
Juve are narrated and tell of his efforts to run the notorious criminal
to earth. Fantomas appears here as the leader of a gang of Apaches.
III.
MESSENGERS OF EVIL
This third Instalment of the adventures of Detective Juve contains a
recital of some remarkable happenings in the life of this
master-criminal of Paris.
IV.
A NEST OF SPIES
Fantomas now appears as the representative in Paris of a Foreign
Government whose real business is to obtain important military secrets
for Germany. Juve succeeds in defeating his efforts, but the criminal
himself escapes once more.
V.
A ROYAL PRISONER
This volume tells of the daring exploits of Fantomas in his attempts to
get possession of the King of Hesse-Weimar's famous diamond.
_Other Volumes in Preparation_
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