XVII. SONIA'S ESCAPE
XVIII. THE DUKE STAYS
XIX. THE DUKE GOES
XX. LUPIN COMES HOME
XXI. THE CUTTING OF THE TELEPHONE WIRES
XII. THE BARGAIN
XXIII. THE END OF THE DUEL






CHAPTER I

ARSENE LUPIN

THE MILLIONAIRE'S DAUGHTER

The rays of the September sun flooded the great halls of the old
chateau of the Dukes of Charmerace, lighting up with their mellow
glow the spoils of so many ages and many lands, jumbled together with
the execrable taste which so often afflicts those whose only standard
of value is money. The golden light warmed the panelled walls and old
furniture to a dull lustre, and gave back to he fading gilt of the
First Empire chairs and couches something of its old brightness. It
illumined the long line of pictures on the walls, pictures of dead and
gone Charmeraces, the stern or debonair faces of the men, soldiers,
statesmen, dandies, the gentle or imperious faces of beautiful women.
It flashed back from armour of brightly polished steel, and drew dull