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Perhaps not so much time as you suppose elapsed between the first blow and the rest; but I am convinced that the countess had ceased to live nearly three hours, when the last blows were struck." M. Gendron went to the billiard-table, and slowly raised the sheet, discovering the head and part of the bust. "Let us inform ourselves, Plantat," he said.
Just then he caught sight of the men who had marched him away from the stable, and also of Pete Gendron, who was lying on some blankets in the shade. "Friends, are you!" cried one of the men who had marched him off. "Up with your hands, sonny!" There was no help for it, and Jack put up his hands, and his negro companions did likewise.
M. Plantat proceeded: "So Doctor Gendron has been applied to. He has, as you know, found reactive drugs which betray the presence of an alkaloid, whatever it may be, in the substances submitted to him for analysis. He has spoken to me of a certain sensitive paper " Appealing to all his energy, Robelot forced himself to stand up and resume a calm countenance.
That would be absurd. "To me, then, this piece of cloth, this smeared vest, indicate at once Guespin's innocence and the count's guilt." "But," objected Dr. Gendron, "if Guespin is innocent, why don't he talk? Why don't he prove an alibi? How was it he had his purse full of money?" "Observe," resumed the detective, "that I don't say he is innocent; we are still among the probabilities.
As well as you, my friends, more than you I cherished and esteemed the noble Count de Tremorel, and his virtuous wife. We mourn them together " "I assure you," said Dr. Gendron to M. Plantat, "that the symptoms you describe are not uncommon after pleurisy. From the acute state, the inflammation passes to the chronic state, and becomes complicated with pneumonia."
M. Domini heard both these exclamations, but did not appear to take notice of them. His opinion was not formed, and he did not wish that anyone should be able to foretell, by any word of his, what it would be. "Are you better, my friend?" asked Dr. Gendron, of Guespin. The poor fellow made an affirmative sign.
While he was performing this painful operation I told the story of the duel to the company, concealing the anguish I was enduring. What a power vanity exercises on the moral and physical forces! If I had been alone I should probably have fainted. As soon as the empiric Gendron was gone, the palatin's surgeon came in and took charge of the case, calling Gendron a low fellow.
M. Lecoq stood at the head of the table, leaning over to see more clearly. "The countess," said Dr. Gendron, "received eighteen blows from a dagger. Of these, but one is mortal; it is this one, the direction of which is nearly vertical a little below the shoulder, you see." He pointed out the wound, sustaining the body in his left arm. The eyes had preserved a frightful expression.
"Let us then examine together if the assumed guilt of the Count de Tremorel explains all the circumstances of the crime at Valfeuillu." He was about to continue when Dr. Gendron, who sat near the window, rose abruptly. "There is someone in the garden," said he. All approached the window.
Gendron was set agoing on poisons, it was difficult to stop him; but M. Lecoq, on the other hand, never lost sight of the end he had in view. "Pardon me for interrupting you, Doctor," said he. "But would traces of aconitine be found in a body which had been two years buried? For Monsieur Domini is going to order the exhumation of Sauvresy."
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