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"Listen to me," he said. "You remember the offer of partnership which you made me? The Kesselbach business for the two of us . . . we were to act together . . . we were to share the profits. . . . I refused. . . . To-day, I accept. . . ." "Too late." "Wait! I accept more than that: I give the whole business up. . . . I shall take no further part in it. . . . You shall have it all. . . . If necessary, I'll help you." "What is the condition?" "Tell me where Geneviève is." The baron shrugged his shoulders: "You're driveling, Lupin. I'm sorry for you . . . at your age. . . ." There was a fresh silence between the two enemies, a terrible silence. Then the baron sneered: "All the same, it's a holy joy to see you like that, sniveling and begging. I say, it seems to me that the private sol