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"And when he had kindled the fire," said the magistrate again, "what did he do next?" "He hid behind the woodpile." "And then?" "He loaded his gun, and, when master came out, he fired." Count Claudieuse was so indignant that he forgot the pain which his wounds caused him, and raised himself on his bed.
He goes ahead, and hurries home; for he thinks Count Claudieuse is dead; he knows Valpinson is in flames; and he fears he will hear the bells ring, and see the fire raging."
"In in the court yard." "Were you asleep when the fire broke out?" "No." "Did you see it commence?" "Yes." "How did it commence?" The idiot looked fixedly at the Countess Claudieuse with the timid and abject expression of a dog who tries to read something in his master's eyes. "Tell us, my friend," said the Countess gently, "tell us." A flash of intelligence shone in Cocoleu's eyes.
I carried it on, but very quietly. I asked for nothing better than a compromise. P. And, when Count Claudieuse refused, you were incensed? A. No. P. You were so irritated against him, that you once actually aimed your gun at him. At another time you said, "He will not leave me alone till I put a ball into him." Do not deny! You will hear what the witnesses say.
"Nevertheless, do what my colleague asks you," urged M. Magloire. Without any further opposition, and, who knows? Perhaps with a secret hope which he would not confess to himself, Jacques informed the young advocate of the most minute details about his relations to the Countess Claudieuse.
One was the priest from Brechy, who was praying on his knees close to a door; and the other was the watchman, who was slowly walking up and down, and whose steps resounded there as in a church. Dionysia went straight up to the latter. "Where is Count Claudieuse?" she asked.
"Then, he is really dead?" "Not at all. But, if you interrupt me continually, I shall never be able to tell you." And taking off his spectacles, wiping them, and putting them on again, he went on, "I was dressed in an instant, and in a few minutes I was at the house. They asked me to go into the sitting-room down stairs. There I found, to my great amazement, Count Claudieuse, lying on a sofa.
He says he saw you kindle the fire with your own hands, then conceal yourself behind a pile of wood, and fire twice at Count Claudieuse." "And all that appears quite natural to you?" "No! At first it shocked me as it shocked everybody. You seem to be far above all suspicion. But a moment afterwards they pick up the cartridge-case, which can only have belonged to you.
"That was the way she spoke at that time, Magloire; and a man of more experience would have been frightened. But I was a child; I loved her with all my heart. I admired her genius; I was overcome by her sophisms. "A letter from Count Claudieuse aroused us from our dreams.
"It is merely as a matter of information that I request your opinion, sir," he replied. "Your real and carefully-considered professional opinion will, of course, be given in a special statement." "Ah, if that is the case!" "Pray, inform me, then unofficially, what you think of the nature of the wounds of Count Claudieuse." Dr.
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