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He may take himself off any way he can. I will let him go after I have seen his face. That's all I want. I shall know afterwards what to do so that as far as Mademoiselle Stangerson is concerned he shall be dead to her even though he continues to live. If I took him alive, Mademoiselle Stangerson and Robert Darzac would, perhaps, never forgive me! And I wish to retain their good-will and respect.
Rouletabille then said to me: "You must know, my friend, that the inquiry is a little more advanced than Monsieur de Marquet has chosen to tell us. He not only knows that Mademoiselle Stangerson defended herself with the revolver, but he knows what the weapon was that was used to attack her. Monsieur Darzac tells me it was a mutton-bone.
This did not astonish me. I had seen the poor show Mademoiselle Stangerson's fiance had made at the time of the examination of the footprints. However, I immediately asked: "What about that cane?" "It is still in the hands of Frederic Larsan. He never lets go of it." "But doesn't it prove the alibi for Monsieur Darzac?" "Not at all.
"But now, France must know the whole world must know, that, on the very evening on which Monsieur Darzac was arrested, young Rouletabille entered our editorial office and informed us that he was about to go away on a journey. 'How long I shall be away, he said, 'I cannot say; perhaps a month perhaps two perhaps three perhaps I may never return. Here is a letter.
A minute later Darzac had gone into Mademoiselle Stangerson's room and, through the door, we could hear his heart-rending sobs. "There's a fate about this place!" groaned Rouletabille. "Some infernal gods must be watching over the misfortunes of this family! If I had not been drugged, I should have saved Mademoiselle Stangerson. I should have silenced him forever.
Larsan tracked me the last time I went to Paris, and I had all the trouble in the world to get rid of him. "'Why do you not tell me the name of the murderer now, if you know it? I cried. "Monsieur Darzac appeared extremely troubled by my question, and replied to me in a hesitating tone: "'I? I know the name of the murderer? Why, how could I know his name?
"How do we know that we have not been drugged?" "Do you feel indisposed?" Rouletabille asked me coolly. "Not in the least." "Do you feel any inclination to go to sleep?" "None whatever." "Well, then, my friend, smoke this excellent cigar." And he handed me a choice Havana, one Monsieur Darzac had given him, while he lit his briarwood his eternal briarwood.
"A. I know nothing more, monsieur, than that a man threw himself upon me and that I fired at him. I know nothing more." Here the interrogation of Mademoiselle Stangerson concluded. Rouletabille waited patiently for Monsieur Robert Darzac, who soon appeared.
We all shuddered. Larsan himself turned pale. Monsieur Darzac, in response to the cry, had flown back into the room. The magistrate, the gendarme, and Larsan followed closely after. Rouletabille and I remained on the threshold. It was a heart-breaking sight that met our eyes.
"However," said the young reporter, "since Mademoiselle is not here, I must do it myself. But, believe me, Monsieur Darzac, the only means to save Mademoiselle Stangerson and restore her to her reason, is to secure your acquittal." "What is this secret motive that compels Mademoiselle Stangerson to hide her knowledge from her father?" asked the President.
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