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The executioner gave a signal。 Vaucheray was laid hold of； lifted； dragged along； almost at a run。
And then came this staggering thing： a shot； a shot fired from the other side； from one of the houses opposite。
The assistants stopped short。
The burden which they were dragging bad collapsed in their arms。
〃What is it？ What's happened？〃 asked everybody。
〃He's wounded。。。 〃
Blood spurted from Vaucheray's forehead and covered his face。
He spluttered：
〃That's done it 。。。 one in a thousand！ Thank you； governor； thank you。
〃Finish him off！ Carry him there！〃 said a voice； amid the general confusion。
〃But he's dead！〃
〃Get on with it。。。 flnish him off！〃
Tumult was at its height； in the little group of magistrates； officials and policemen。 Every one was giving orders：
〃Execute him！。。。 The law must take its course！。。。 We have no right to delay！ It would be cowardice！。。。 Execute him！〃
〃But the man's dead！〃
〃That makes no difference！。。。 The law must be obeyed！。。。 Execute him！〃
The chaplain protested； while two warders and Prasville kept their eyes on Gilbert。 In the meantime； the assistants had taken up the corpse again and were carrying it to the guillotine。
〃Hurry up！〃 cried the executioner； scared and hoarse…voiced。 〃Hurry up！ 。。。 And the other one to follow。 。 。 Waste no time。。。 〃
He had not finished speaking； when a second report rang out。 He spun round on his heels and fell； groaning：
〃It's nothing 。。。 a wound in the shoulder。。。 Go on。。。 The next one's turn！〃
But his assistants were running away； yelling with terror。 The space around the guillotine was cleared。 And the prefect of police； rallying his men； drove everybody back to the prison； helter…skelter； like a disordered rabble： the magistrates； the officials； the condemned man； the chaplain； all who had passed through the archway two or three minutes before。
In the meanwhile； a squad of policemen； detectives and soldiers were rushing upon the house； a little o1d…fashioned； three…storied house； with a ground…floor occupied by two shops which happened to be empty。 Immediately after the first shot； they had seen； vaguely； at one of the windows on the second floor； a man holding a rifle in his hand and surrounded with a cloud of smoke。
Revolver…shots were fired at him； but missed him。 He； standing calmly on a table； took aim a second time； fired from the shoulder； and the crack of the second report was heard。 Then he withdrew into the room。
Down below； as nobody answered the peal at the bell； the assailants demolished the door； which gave way almost immediately。 They made for the staircase； but their onrush was at once stopped； on the first floor； by an accumulation of beds； chairs and other furniture； forming a regular barricade and so close…entangled that it took the aggressors four or five minutes to clear themselves a passage。
Those four or five minutes lost were enough to render all pursuit hopeless。 When they reached the second floor they heard a voice shouting from above：
〃This way； friends！ Eighteen stairs more。 A thousand apologies for giving you so much trouble！〃
They ran up those eighteen stairs and nimbly at that！ But； at the top； above the third story； was the garret； which was reached by a ladder and a trapdoor。 And the fugitive had taken away the ladder and bolted the trapdoor。
The reader will not have forgotten the sensation created by this amazing action； the editions of the papers issued in quick succession； the newsboys tearing and shouting through the streets； the whole metropolis on edge with indignation and； we may say； with anxious curiosity。
But it was at the headquarters of police that the excitement developed into a paroxysm。 Men flung themselves about on every side。 Messages； telegrams； telephone calls followed one upon the other。
At last； at eleven o'clock in the morning； there was a meeting in the office of the prefect of police； and Prasville was there。 The chief…detective read a report of his inquiry； the results of which amounted to this： shortly before midnight yesterday some one had rung at the house on the Boulevard Arago。 The portress； who slept in a small room on the ground…floor； behind one of the shops pulled the rope。 A man came and tapped at her door。 He said that he had come from the police on an urgent matter concerning to…morrow's execution。 The portress opened the door and was at once attacked； gagged and bound。
Ten minutes later a lady and gentleman who lived on the first floor and who had just come home were also reduced to helplessness by the same individual and locked up； each in one of the two empty shops。 The third…floor tenant underwent a similar fate； but in his own flat and his own bedroom； which the man was able to enter without being heard。 The second floor was unoccupied； and the man took up his quarters there。 He was now master of the house。
〃And there we are！〃 said the prefect of police； beginning to laugh； with a certain bitterness。 〃There we are！ It's as simple as shelling peas。 Only； what surprises me is that he was able to get away so easily。〃
〃I will ask you to observe； monsieur le prefet； that； being absolute master of the house from one o'clock in the morning； he had until five o'clock to prepare his flight。〃
〃And that flight took place。。。 ？〃
〃Over the roofs。 At that spot the houses in the next street； the Rue de la Glaciere； are quite near and there is only one break in the roofs； about three yards wide； with a drop of one yard in height。〃
〃Well？〃
〃Well； our man had taken away the ladder leading to the garret and used it as a foot…bridge。 After crossing to the next block of buildings； all he had to do was to look through the windows until he found an empty attic； enter one of the houses in the Rue de Ia Glaciere and walk out quietly with his hands in his pockets。 In this way his flight； duly prepared beforehand； was effected very simply and without the least obstacle。〃
〃But you had taken the necessary measures。〃
〃These which you ordered； monsieur le prefet。 My men spent three hours last evening visiting all the houses； so as to make sure that there was no stranger hiding there。 At the moment when they were leaving the last house I had the street barred。 Our man must have slipped through during that few minutes' interval。〃
〃Capital！ Capital！ And there is no doubt in your minds； of course： it's Arsene Lupin？〃
〃Not a doubt。 In the first place； it was all a question of his accomplices。 And then 。。。 and then。。。 no one but Arsene Lupin was capable of contriving such a master…stroke and carrying it out with that inconceivable boldness。〃
〃But； in that case；〃 muttered the prefect of police … and； turning to Prasville； he continued … 〃but； in that case； my dear Prasville； the fellow of whom you spoke to me； the fellow whom you and the chief…detective have had watched since yesterday evening； in his flat in the Place de Clichy； that fellow is not Arsene Lupin？〃
〃Yes； he is； monsieur le prefet。 There is no doubt about that either。〃
〃Then why wasn't he arrested when he went out last night？〃
〃He did not go out。〃
〃I say； this is getting complicated！〃
〃It's quite simple； monsieur le prefet。 Like all the houses in which traces of Arsene Lupin are to be found； the house in the Place de Cichy has two outlets。〃
〃And you didn't know it？〃
〃I didn't know it。 I only discovered it this morning； on inspecting the flat。〃
〃Was there no one in the flat？〃
〃No。 The servant； a man called Achille； went away this morning； taking with him a lady who was staying with Lupin。〃
〃What was the lady's name？〃
〃I don't know；〃 replied Prasville； after an imperceptible hesitation。
〃But you know the name under which Arsene Lupin passed？〃
〃Yes。 M。 Nicole； a private tutor； master of arts and so on。 Here is his card。〃
As Prasville finished speaking； an office…messenger came to tell the prefect of police that he was wanted immediately at the Elysse。 The prime minister was there already。
〃I'm coming；〃 he said。 And he added； between his teeth； 〃It's to decide upon Gilbert's fate。〃
Prasville ventured：
〃Do you think they will pardon him； monsieur le prefet？〃
〃Never！ After last night's affair； it would make a most deplorable impression。 Gilbert must pay his debt to…morrow morning。〃
The messenger had； at the same time； handed Prasville a visiting…card。 Prasville now looked at it； gave a start and muttered：
〃Well； I'm hanged！ What a nerve！〃
〃What's the matter？〃 asked the prefect of police。
〃Nothing； nothing； monsieur le prefet；〃 declared Prasville； who did not wish to share with another the honour of seeing this business through。 〃Nothing。。。 an unexpected visit。。。 I hope soon to have the pleasure of telling you the result。〃
And he walked away； mumbling； with an air of amazement：
〃Well； upon my word！ What a nerve the beggar has！ What a nerve！〃
The visiting…card which he held in his hand bore these words：
M。 Nicole；
Master of Arts； Private Tutor。
CHAPTER XIII
THE LAST BATTLE
When Prasville returned to his office he saw M。 Nicole sitting on a bench in the wa