Ind confidence which he felt in the girl. But it was no longer permissible to deny the evidence. He went up to her and, looking her straight in the eyes: "Was it you, mademoiselle? Did you take the jewel? Did you correspond with Arsene Lupin and sham the burglary?" She replied: "Yes, monsieur." She did not lower her head. Her face expressed neither shame nor embarrassment. "Is it possible?" stammered M. d'Imblevalle. "I would never have believed ... you are the last person I should have suspected.... How did you do it, unhappy girl?" She said: "I did as Mr. Shears has said. On Saturday night, I came down here to the boudoir, took the lamp and, in the morning, carried it ... to that man." "But no," objected the baron; "what you say is impossible." "Impossible! Why?" "Because I found the door of the boudoir locked in the morning." She coloured, lost countenance and looked at Shears as though to ask his advice. The Englishman seemed struck by Alice's embarrassment even more than by the baron's objection. Had she, then, no reply to make? Did the confession that confirmed the explanation which he, Shears, had given of the theft of the Jewish lamp conceal a lie which an examination of the facts at once laid bare? The baron continued: "The door was locked, I repeat. I declare that I found the bolt as I left it at night. If you had come
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