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Incidentally we visited Orcival, with its Romanesque church and chateau, the objective of our expedition, and found it much as Bakkus's glowing eloquence had described. From elderly ladies at stalls under the lee of the church we bought picture post cards. We wandered through the deeply shaded walks of the charmille, as trimly kept as the maze of Hampton Court and three times the height.
"No one ever suspected anything." "It's marvellous!" "Say, Monsieur Lecoq, that is scarcely credible. Never was dissimulation so crafty, and above all, so wonderfully sustained. If you should question the first person you met in Orcival, he would tell you, as our worthy Courtois this morning told Monsieur Domini, that the count and countess were a model pair and adored each other.
I am paid by hardly a quarter of my patients that's three hours I give daily to humanity, which I despise. Let each of you do as much, and we shall see." The mayor conducted the new-comers into the drawing-room, where he installed himself to write down the results of his examination. "What a misfortune for my town, this crime!" said he to M. Domini. "What shame! Orcival has lost its reputation."
Guespin and old Bertaud, handcuffed, had a few minutes before being led off to the prison of Corbeil, under the guard of the Orcival gendarmes. Dr. Gendron had just finished his sad task in the billiard-room. He had taken off his long coat, and pulled up his shirt-sleeves above his elbows. His instruments lay on a table near him; he had covered the body with a long white sheet.
On Thursday, the 9th of July, 186-, Jean Bertaud and his son, well known at Orcival as living by poaching and marauding, rose at three o'clock in the morning, just at daybreak, to go fishing. Taking their tackle, they descended the charming pathway, shaded by acacias, which you see from the station at Evry, and which leads from the burg of Orcival to the Seine.
But dashed if I know where, unless she's got herself lost somewhere on the roof. 'She is here, said Hugo, lowering his voice. 'And it appears that you waited very clumsily at that dinner, my boy. A bad disguise is worse than none. I must lend you Gaboriau's "Crime of Orcival" to read; that will teach you. Anything else to tell me?
He wept; a thousand memories of the time when Laurence was a child and played about his knees recurred to his mind; it seemed as though it were but yesterday. "Oh, my daughter, was it that you feared the world the wicked, hypocritical world? But we should have gone away. I should have left Orcival, resigned my office.
Gendron, "your apothecary is an intelligent man; but you have at Orcival a fellow who quite outdoes him, a fellow who knows how to make money; one Robelot " "Robelot, the bone-setter?" "That's the man. I suspect him of giving consultations, and prescribing sub rosa. He is very clever. In fact I educated him.
If he saw him again, he would recognize him." "What an idea!" cried M. Plantat, delighted. "Let's get photographs and portraits of Tremorel as quick as we can let's send a man to Orcival for them." M. Lecoq smiled shrewdly and proceeded: "Keep yourself easy; I have done what was necessary. I slipped three of the count's cartes-de-visite in my pocket yesterday during the inquest.
A crime has been committed perhaps a murder you must go quickly. And you," addressing the poachers, "await me here while I slip on my coat." The justice of the peace at Orcival, M. Plantat "Papa Plantat," as he was called was formerly an attorney at Melun. At fifty, Mr.
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