M.Charolais and his sons rose and made way for her.

The father and the two eldest sons made haste to follow her out of the room.

But Bernard lingered behind, apparently to admire the bric-a-brac on the cabinets.

With infinite quickness he grabbed two objects off the nearest, and followed his brothers.

The Duke sprang across the hall in three strides, caught him by the arm on the very threshold, jerked him back into the hall, and shut the door.
"No you don't, my young friend," he said sharply.
"Don't what ?" said Bernard, trying to shake off his grip.
"You've taken a cigarette-case," said the Duke.
"No, no, I haven't--nothing of the kind!" stammered Bernard.
The Duke grasped the young man's left wrist, plunged his hand into the motor-cap which he was carrying, drew out of it a silver cigarette-case, and held it before his eyes.
Bernard turned pale to the lips.