"To the Chateau du Glandier," replied Rouletabille, without turning.
"You'll not get in, Monsieur Rouletabille!"
"Will you prevent me?" said my friend, already prepared to fight.
"Not I!--I like the press and journalists too well to be in any
way disagreeable to them; but Monsieur Stangerson has given orders
for his door to be closed against everybody, and it is well guarded.
Not a journalist was able to pass through the gate of the Glandier
yesterday."
Monsieur de Marquet compressed his lips and seemed ready to relapse
into obstinate silence. He only relaxed a little when Rouletabille
no longer left him in ignorance of the fact that we were going to
the Glandier for the purpose of shaking hands with an "old and
intimate friend," Monsieur Robert Darzac--a man whom Rouletabille
had perhaps seen once in his life.
"Poor Robert!" continued the young reporter, "this dreadful affair
may be his death,--he is so deeply in love with Mademoiselle
Stangerson."
"His sufferings are truly painful to witness," escaped like a regret
from the lips of Monsieur de Marquet.
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