That had been the role which I had intended to play.  M. le Marquis approved of it and had professed himself quite willing to endure a twenty-four-hours’ martyrdom for the sake of half a million francs.  But, as I have just had the honour to tell you, something which I will not attempt to explain prompted me at the last moment to modify my plan in one little respect.  I thought it too soon to go back to the Rue Daunou within twenty-four hours of our well-contrived coup, and I did not altogether care for the idea of going myself to the police in order to explain to them that I had found a man gagged and bound in my office.  The less one has to do with these minions of the law the better.  Mind you, I had envisaged the possibility of being accused of assault and robbery, but I did not wish to take, as it were, the very first steps myself in that direction.  You might call this a matter of sentiment or of prudence, as you wish.

So I waited until the evening of the second day before I got the key from Theodore.  Then before the concierge at 96 Rue Daunou had closed the porte-cochere for the night, I slipped into the house unobserved, ran up the stairs to my office and entered the apartment.  I struck a light and made my way to the inner room where the wretched Marquis hung in the chair like a bundle of rags.  I called to him, but he made no movement.  As I had anticipated, he had fainted for want of food.  Of course, I was very sorry for him, for his plight was pitiable, but he was playing for high stakes, and a little starvation does no man any harm.  In his case there was half a million at the end of his brief martyrdom, which could, at worst, only last another twenty-four hours.  I reckoned that Mme. la Marquise could not keep the secret of her husband’s possible whereabouts longer than that, and in any event I was determined that, despite all risks, I would go myself to the police on the following day.

In the meanwhile, since I was here and since M. le Marquis was unconscious, I proceeded then and there to take the precaution which prudence had dictated, and without which, seeing this man’s treachery and Theodore’s villainy, I should undoubtedly have ended my days as a convict.  What I did was to search M. le Marquis’s pockets for anything that might subsequently prove useful to me.

I had no definite idea in the matter, you understand; but I had vague notions of finding the bankers’ receipt for the half-million francs.

Well, I did not find that, but I did find the receipt from the Mont de Piete for a parure of emeralds on which half a million francs had been lent.  This I carefully put away in my waistcoat pocket, but as there was nothing else I wished to do just then I extinguished the light and made my way cautiously out of the apartment and out of the house.  No one had seen me enter or go out, and M. le Marquis had not stirred while I went through his pockets.

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