"It won't work, Professor," he said. "I'm proof against assassins.
Perhaps you had an idea that when you had killed me you could rob me
of my valuable possessions; but they wouldn't be a particle of use to
a scoundrel like you, I assure you! Good morning."
Before the surprised and baffled scientist could collect himself
sufficiently to reply, the boy was soaring far above his head and
searching for a convenient place to alight, that he might investigate
the charms of this famed city of Paris.
It was indeed a beautiful place, with many stately buildings lining
the shady boulevards. So thronged were the streets that Rob well knew
he would soon be the center of a curious crowd should he alight upon
them. Already a few sky-gazers had noted the boy moving high in the
air, above their heads, and one or two groups stood pointing their
fingers at him.
Pausing at length above the imposing structure of the Hotel Anglais,
Rob noticed at one of the upper floors an open window, before which
was a small iron balcony. Alighting upon this he proceeded to enter,
without hesitation, the open window.
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