A quarter to four
Remember me very kindly to Mme. Ganimard ... . I must drop in on her to lunch one of these days ... . Good-bye , Ganimard ! '' The bell rang again , sharply , violently , followed by repeated knocks and by the sound of voices on the landing ... `` A quarter to four , '' stammered M. Gerbois . After a few seconds , he stepped boldly into the hall . Arsène Lupin and the fair-haired lady were not there . `` Father !