Chapter

 1 III  |          himself by inventing this story? Was this scene anything
 2 VI   |       Unfortunately, death cut his story short.”~Lecoq was silent.
 3 X    |              You may tell your own story, then,” said M. Segmuller
 4 X    | forthcoming, he proceeded with his story.~“Father Tringlot was an
 5 X    |             not a word of his long story had rung false.~“Now,” said
 6 XI   |           if one could believe his story, he had passed the greater
 7 XI   |        vouch for the truth of this story?”~“Ah! sir, it is seventeen
 8 XI   |           offer in support of this story?” inquired M. Segmuller.~“
 9 XI   |             Still, go on with your story. Only two chambers of this
10 XII  |            managed to concoct this story—a plausible story enough—
11 XII  |     concoct this story—a plausible story enough—and one that any
12 XII  |        already beginning! Oh, your story is very probable!”~As he
13 XIV  |          to prove the truth of his story.~Eventually, Lecoq reached
14 XIV  |            s presence and told his story in a few words.~“It is really
15 XV   |           and by. Now tell me your story.”~“Ah! I am not proud of
16 XVIII|           man referred to in May’s story. This Tringlot had been
17 XVIII|    undoubtedly, a very interesting story, since the keeper who accompanied
18 XX   |          embarrassed. “It’s a long story,” he stammered.~“Then tell
19 XXI  |          turn; and he narrated his story exactly as he had related
20 XXIII|           himself in preparing his story; and it was in the clearest
21 XXIII|          detective was telling his story, old Tabaret seemed completely
22 XXIII|         teeth, though when Lecoq’s story was finished, enthusiasm
23 XXIII|            it was a very plausible story.”~“What would you have believed
24 XXIV |          you were; I only know the story as you have told it to me.