A zealous reader, collating the translation of this book with the original, would hit upon certain differences. These are due to alterations made, in most case, by the author himself, and, in all case...

Mr. Kesselbach stopped short on the threshold of the sitting-room, took his secretary’s arm and, in an anxious voice, whispered: “Chapman, someone has been here again.” “Surely not, sir,” protested th...

“Arsène Lupin!” Gourel repeated these two fateful words with an absolutely petrified air. They rang within him like a knell. Arsène Lupin! The great, the formidable Arsène Lupin. The burglar-king, the...

“Auguste, show M. Lenormand in.” The messenger went out and, a few seconds later, announced the chief of the detective-service. There were three men in the prime minister’s private room on the Place B...

A ground-floor flat, at the corner of the Boulevard Haussmann and the Rue de Courcelles. Here lived Prince Sernine: Prince Sernine, one of the most brilliant members of the Russian colony in Paris, wh...

On the morning of the 31st of May, all the newspapers reminded their readers that Lupin, in a letter addressed to M. Lenormand, had announced the escape of the messenger Jérôme for that date. And one ...

M. Lenormand was back in his room at the Prefecture of Police at six o’clock in the evening. He at once sent for Dieuzy: “Is your man here?” “Yes, chief.” “How far have you got with him?” “Not very. H...

The girls were playing in the garden, under the supervision of Mlle. Charlotte, Geneviève’s new assistant. Mme. Ernemont came out, distributed some cakes among them and then went back to the room whic...

A quarter past twelve, in a restaurant near the Madeleine. The prince is at lunch. Two young men sit down at the next table. He bows to them and begins to speak to them, as to friends whom he has met ...

There was one wild burst of laughter over the whole face of the world. True, the capture of Arsène Lupin made a big sensation; and the public did not grudge the police the praise which they deserved f...

Contrary to his expectations, Lupin had no sort of annoyance to undergo in consequence of his assault on M. Formerie. The examining-magistrate came to the Santé in person, two days later, and told him...

“Silence!” said the stranger, sharply. “Don’t use that word.” “Then what shall I call Your⁠ ⁠…” “Call me nothing.” They were both silent; and this moment of respite was not one of those which go befor...

The ruins of Veldenz are well known to all who visit the banks of the Rhine and the Moselle. They comprise the remains of the old feudal castle, built in 1377 by the Archbishop of Fistingen, an enormo...

“Will you see this gentleman, ma’am?” Dolores Kesselbach took the card from the footman and read: “André Beauny.⁠ ⁠… No,” she said, “I don’t know him.” “The gentleman seems very anxious to see you, ma...

At that moment, Arsène Lupin felt the impression, the certainty, that he had been drawn into an ambush, by means which he had not the time to perceive, but of which he guessed the prodigious skill and...

Pierre Leduc loved Dolores! Lupin felt a keen, penetrating pain in the depths of his being, as though he had been wounded in the very source of life; a pain so great that, for the first time, he had a...

A cyclone passed through Lupin’s brain, a hurricane in which roars of thunder, gusts of wind, squalls of all the distraught elements were tumultuously unchained in the chaotic night. And great flashes...

“To horse!” said the Emperor. He corrected himself, on seeing the magnificent ass which they brought him: “To donkey, rather! Waldemar, are you sure this animal is quiet to ride and drive?” “I will an...

See Arsène Lupin. By Edgar Jepson and Maurice Leblanc. (Doubleday, Page & Co.). ↩ See The Hollow Needle. By Maurice Leblanc. Translated by Alexander Teixeira de Mattos and published by Doubleday, Page...