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"Sigault," said he as soon as Prosper had left the room, "is not this Antonin the man who was excused from testifying because he sent a doctor's certificate declaring him too ill to appear?" "It is, monsieur." "Where doe he live?" "Fanferlot says he was so ill that he was taken to the hospital the Dubois Hospital." "Very well. I am going to examine him to-day, this very hour.
He had been frightened. He already imagined himself in difficulty, and for a trifle would have retracted everything. But the effect was already produced; and when they retired M. Patrigent said to Sigault: "This is a very important piece of evidence." The Archangel Hotel, Mme. Gypsy's asylum, was the most elegant building on the Quai St. Michel.
In 1777 Sigault first proposed the operation on the living, and Ferrara was the one to carry out, practically, the proposition, although Sigault is generally considered to be the first symphysiotormist, and the procedure is very generally known as the "Sigaultean operation."
When M. Fauvel had left the room, Sigault indulged in a remark. "This seems to be a very cloudy case," he said; "if the cashier is shrewd and firm, it will be difficult to convict him." "Perhaps it will," said the judge, "but let us hear the other witnesses before deciding." The person who answered to the call for number four was Lucien, M. Fauvel's eldest son.
He heard nothing of what Sigault read, and he signed the paper without looking at it. He tottered as he left the judge's office, so that the keeper was forced to support him. "I fear your case looks dark, monsieur," said the man, "but don't be disheartened; keep up your courage." Courage!
While Sigault was writing down these answers, M. Patrigent was racking his brain to imagine what could have occurred between M. Bertomy and his son, to cause this transformation in Prosper. "One more thing," said the judge: "how did you spend the evening, the night before the crime?"
He looked upon it as a good sign, and his mind felt a slight relief. M. Patrigent turned toward the clerk, and said: "We will begin now, Sigault; pay attention." "What is your name?" he then asked, looking at Prosper. "Auguste Prosper Bertomy." "How old are you?" "I shall be thirty the 5th of next May." "What is your profession?" "I am that is, I was cashier in M. Andre Fauvel's bank."
When Antonin saw the judge enter, followed by a little weazened man in black, with a portfolio under his arm, he at once knew what he had come for. "Ah," he said, "monsieur comes to see me about M. Bertomy's case?" "Precisely." M. Patrigent remained standing by the sick-bed while Sigault arranged his papers on a little table.
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