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Updated: May 17, 2025
"What things?" they asked. He examined the Venetian shutters at the top of each of the folding-doors and, on finding that one of the upper slats was partly broken, hung on as best he could to the roof of the cabin and cast a glance inside. Then he said to the four men: "I was right in thinking that, if M. d'Ormeval did not reply, he must have been prevented by some serious cause.
But, I repeat, the police must not know the truth." "They shall know it through me, monsieur, I swear they shall. That woman must be punished: she has committed murder." Renine went up to her and, touching her on the shoulder: "You asked me just now by what right I was interfering. And you yourself, madame?" "I was a friend of Jacques d'Ormeval." "Only a friend?"
In the small, closed room, where there was such a clash of hatred, he was gradually becoming the master; and Germaine Astaing understood that it was against him that she had to struggle, while Madame d'Ormeval felt all the comfort of that unexpected support which was offering itself on the brink of the abyss: "Thank you, monsieur," she said.
As for the dagger with which M. d'Ormeval had been stabbed between the shoulders, it could not be traced. And all this would have suggested the idea of a trick of sleight-of-hand performed by a clever conjuror, had it not concerned a terrible murder, committed under the most mysterious conditions.
When Renine had given Therese d'Ormeval precise instructions as to how she was to behave at the enquiry and to answer the questions put to her, he left the chalet, accompanied by Hortense Daniel. On the beach below, the magistrate and the public prosecutor were continuing their investigations, taking measurements, examining the witnesses and generally laying their heads together.
You know nothing of what happened. Nobody knows anything of the murder." "I know who committed it." "That's impossible." "It was Therese d'Ormeval." The accusation was hurled forth in an outburst of rage and with a fiercely threatening gesture. "You wretched creature!" exclaimed madame d'Ormeval, rushing at her. "Go! Leave the room! Oh, what a wretch the woman is!"
Penniless, no doubt, and at the end of your resources, you tried to profit by the passion with which you inspired M. d'Ormeval in order to make him marry you, in spite of all the obstacles, and to lay your hands upon his fortune. I have proofs of this greed for money and these abominable calculations and can supply them if need be.
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