We reached Paris about eight o'clock, dined, and then, tired out, we separated, agreeing to meet the next morning at my rooms.
Rouletabille arrived next day at the hour agreed on.

He was dressed in a suit of English tweed, with an ulster on his arm, and a valise in his hand.

Evidently he had prepared himself for a journey.
"How long shall you be away ?" I asked.
"A month or two," he said.

"It all depends." I asked him no more questions.
"Do you know," he asked, "what the word was that Mademoiselle Stangerson tried to say before she fainted ?" "No--nobody heard it." "I heard it!" replied Rouletabille.

"She said 'Speak!'" "Do you think Darzac will speak ?" "Never." I was about to make some further observations, but he wrung my hand warmly and wished me good-bye.