Another thrilling, whirlwind mystery--a maze of inscrutable riddles solved by this ingenious and compelling author upon the breath-holding pages of his greatest achievement, "The Three Eyes."
ree figures? They were geometrical figures, weren't they? Triangles?"
She formed a triangle with her two fore-fingers and her two thumbs:
"There, the shape was like that. . . . As for their arrangement . . ."
She picked up a twig that had fallen from a tree and was beginning to draw lines in the sand of the path when a whistle sounded.
"That's god-father's signal when he wants me in the Yard," she cried.
"No," I said, "to-day it's for me. We fixed it."
"Does he want you?"
"Yes, to tell me about his discovery."
"Then I'll come too."
"He doesn't expect you, Bérangère."
"Yes, he does; yes, he does."
I caught hold of her arm, but she escaped me and ran to the top of the garden, where I came up with her outside a small, massive door in a fence of thick planks which connected a shed and a very high wall.
She opened the door an inch or two. I insisted:
"Don't do it, Bérangère! It
A very good story, with the makings of a modern thriller, or very near to
Regretfully I couldn't find the original French text, and I'm afraid some of typical French rhetoric may seem somewhat lengthy and less fluid than they are in French.
All the same, the plot is original and interesting, has good twists and turns, the characters have life in them, there are two or three good
historical reminiscences and when some sentimental lines seem too...
sentimental, you may expect a quick change to an unexpected event on the
A curious and satisfying read.
One couldn't expect less from Arsène Lupin creator.