oil painting from picture

oil painting from picture
An obscure - incredible, unfathomable, inexplicable affair - and there is only one thing I fear, Monsieur Rouletabille, - that the journalists will be trying to explain it."
My friend felt this a rap on his knuckles.
"Yes," he said simply, "that is to be feared. They meddle in everything. As for my interest, monsieur, I only referred to it by mere chance, - the mere chance of finding myself in the same train with you, and in the same compartment ofthe same carriage."
"Where are you going, then?" asked Monsieur de Marquet.
"To the Chateau du Glandier," replied Rouletabille, without turnimg.
"You'll not get in, Monsieur Rouletabile!"
"Will you prevent me?" said my friend, already prepared to fight.