There was a pause, the voice then asked: "Will you pass me up this letter by ..." Fandor interrupted: "Why, it's quite simple! Find the third naiad, counting from the one nearest the bridge." Suddenly the voice explained: "Look here, Sire, we are talking at cross purposes. I am asking you where we can exchange the diamond." "The diamond?" "Yes! Your diamond." Fandor's face grew pale. "My diamond!" "The diamond I went to Glotzbourg to get ... what's the matter with you, Sire? Don't you remember?... And what's all this about a letter?" "Why, Juve! I'm talking of the letter I left at your apartment in which I explained how you may reach me!" "Juve! Juve! Oho!" A burst of strident laughter, infernal and diabolical, reached Fandor, who now guessed the horrible truth. "If it isn't Juve who is speaking, who is it?" he cried. "For the love of God, who are you?" "The person speaking to you ... is Fantomas." "Fantomas!" Staggering, terrified, Fandor screamed: "Fantomas! Fantomas!... It can't be possible! Fantomas has been arrested! Fantomas is in the hands of Juve!" "Fantomas arrested?... Fantomas can't be arrested! He will never be caught! He is above and beyond every attack, every menace! Fantomas is Death, Eternal Death, Pitiless Death, King Death! Good-bye!" A long silence followed. Fandor was stunned by the awful reality. He experienced all the sensations of a man buried alive, condemned to death with torture. And then another thought flashed through his mind: "The papers spoke of Fantomas's arrest. But if Fantomas is at liberty, it must mean that Juve has been beaten! Juve went to Glotzbourg to arrest him. A man has been arrested under the name of Fantomas. That man must be Juve himself!" And his letter! The first thing Fantomas would do would be to go to Juve's apartment and destroy it. "He has got me," he exclaimed. "He can choose his own time to kill me. He can send down asphyxiating gas or a deluge of water through the connecting tube, or he can just leave me here to die slowly of hunger and thirst." The journalist began pacing up and down his prison. He tried to recover his calm and argue the case out: "Here I am in perfect health, clear in my mind and able to struggle to the bitter end. I have enough food and water to last me about nine or ten days. In my pocket I have my revolver, so that I can blow my brains out if it comes to the worst. But I won't. I'll fight! I'll fight until I drop!" CHAPTER XXII BETWEEN US THREE--FANTOMAS! For the second time, the Grand Duchess Alexandra solemnly repeated to the Queen: "I have the honor to take leave of your Majesty, and I dare to hope that I may hear news of your Majesty when I reach my journey's end. I shall be away a long while from the court of Hesse-Weimar and from its august Sovereign for whom I profess the deepest respect."