I am here on behalf of M.Gournay-Martin.

Last evening he received a letter from Arsene Lupin saying he was going to break into his Paris house this very morning." At the name of Arsene Lupin the inspector sprang from his chair, the policemen from their bench.

On the instant they were wide awake, attentive, full of zeal.
"The letter, your Grace!" said the inspector briskly.
The Duke pulled off his glove, drew the letter from the breast-pocket of his under-coat, and handed it to the inspector.
The inspector glanced through it, and said.

"Yes, I know the handwriting well." Then he read it carefully, and added, "Yes, yes: it's his usual letter." "There's no time to be lost," said the Duke quickly.

"I ought to have been here hours ago-hours.