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Updated: June 5, 2025
It was noted by some that he did not go in the direction of the Rue Valette, and when he had passed out of sight they told one another that there was a set purpose on the deputy's face. What purpose? He hurried presently, choosing narrow and deserted streets, as a man who carries a secret and does not wish to be seen.
The man who rang at Daubrecq the deputy's gate, at six o-clock that evening, was a stout, elderly gentleman, in a black frock-coat, a bowler hat, spectacles and whiskers. The portress took him to the front-door of the house and rang the bell. Victoire appeared. Lupin asked: "Can M. Daubrecq see Dr. Vernes?" "M. Daubrecq is in his bedroom; and it is rather late..." "Give him my card, please."
Were they enough to justify the husband's jealousy? Did he make love to her?" The constable hesitated. He was a narrow man, with a crude sense of the principles rather than the methods of justice. He remembered the deputy's admiration; he now remembered, even more strongly, the object of that admiration, simulating with her pretty arms the gestures of the barkeeper, and the delight it gave them.
A cold breath of wind had passed over them, and amid the ensuing silence Steiner's nasal voice became audible. The deputy's discreet answers were at last driving him to desperation. For a second or two the Countess Sabine looked at the fire; then she resumed the conversation. "I saw the king of Prussia at Baden-Baden last year. He's still full of vigor for his age."
"Put in your strength and help me lift good old Dick up into the road." "I guess I can do that job better," interposed Simmons, who had let go of the car. "Let me have the boy." Dick was borne up to the road in the deputy's strong arms. "Can you stand?" asked Simmons. "Put me on my feet, sir, and let me see," begged Dick. He took a few steps, wincing, his face white.
The deputy of the arrondissement in which my estate is situated " "So it is really an estate!" said the minister, laughing, to hide his surprise. "Increased by a recent purchase of two hundred thousand francs' worth of adjacent property," replied des Lupeaulx, carelessly. "You knew of the deputy's approaching resignation at least ten days ago, and you did not tell me of it.
Then he stepped back to the doorway. "Join your men, Mannix," he said quietly. Mannix thrust the money into a pocket and stood for several seconds looking directly into Rathburn's eyes. A curious expression was on the deputy's face, partly wonder, partly admiration, partly doubt. Then he turned abruptly upon his heel and walked back to the gaping men. Sautee struggled to his feet.
Sautee smiled as the deputy hurried out of the room. In a few minutes Mannix returned fully dressed and carrying a rifle. The deputy's face was severe, and his eyes burned with the fire of the man hunt. He signaled impatiently to the mine manager to follow him. As they walked across the little porch and around to the rear of the house where Mannix kept his car the deputy talked fast.
Thus was his situation different from what it now is, and, through a natural reaction, his character, manners and tastes were different. First, he was much more independent; he was not afraid of being discharged or transferred elsewhere, suddenly, unawares, on the strength of an intendant's report, for political reasons, to make room for a deputy's candidate or a minister's tool.
First disguising himself as an old gentleman of private means, strolling about, cane in hand, Lupin spent his time in the neighbourhood, on the benches of the square and the avenue. He made a discovery on the first day. Two men, dressed as workmen, but behaving in a manner that left no doubt as to their aims, were watching the deputy's house.
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