Sherlock Holmes Arrives Too Late “It is really remarkable, Velmont, what a close resemblance you bear to Arsène Lupin!” “How do you know?” “Oh! like everyone else, from photographs, no two of which are alike, but each of them leaves the impression of a face … something like yours.” Horace Velmont displayed some vexation. “Quite so, my dear Devanne. And, believe me, you are not the first one who has noticed it.” “It is so striking,” persisted Devanne, “that if you had not been recommended to me by my cousin d’Estevan, and if you were not the celebrated artist whose beautiful marine views I so admire, I have no doubt I should have warned the police of your presence in Dieppe.” This sally was greeted with an outburst of laughter. The large dining-hall of the Château de Thibermesnil contained on this occasion, besides Velmont, the following guests: Father Gélis, the parish priest, and a dozen officers whose regiments were quartered in the vicinity and who had accepted the invitation of the banker Georges Devanne and his mother.
What do You think about The Exploits Of Arsène Lupin?
