"A moment ago you said something....

You said that the mere presence of a thief would overwhelm you with disgust.

Is that true ?" "Yes, I swear it is," cried Sonia.
Guerchard appeared in the doorway.
"And if I were not the man you believe ?" said Lupin sombrely.
"What ?" said Sonia; and a faint bewilderment mingled with her grief.
"If I were not the Duke of Charmerace ?" "Not the Duke ?" "If I were not an honest man ?" said Lupin.
"You ?" cried Sonia.
"If I were a thief?
If I were--" "Arsene Lupin," jeered Guerchard from the door.
Lupin turned and held out his manacled wrists for her to see.
"Arsene Lupin! ...

it's ...

it's true!" stammered Sonia.