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M'sieu Dollon, too: whenever he has an old pair of shoes that are worn out, well, those are mine; and a crust of bread is what nobody ever refuses." The cook hesitated, touched by the recollections evoked by the poor tramp; she looked at the gendarme for a sign of encouragement. Morand shrugged his shoulders and turned a patronising gaze on Bouzille. "Give him something, if you like, Mme. Louise.
"We have just identified Gurn with Rambert and proved that Rambert-Gurn is guilty of the Beltham and Langrune murders, and the robbery from Mme. Van den Rosen and Princess Sonia Danidoff. There remains the murder of the steward, Dollon.
"M. Dollon, will you kindly take me where I can have the use of a table and inkstand, and anything else I may need to get on with my preliminary enquiry?" "Your clerk is waiting for you in the library, sir," the steward replied. "He has everything ready for you there." "Very well. If it is convenient to you we will join him now."
The banks are anything but sound, and these rains will flood us out one of these days." The steward and his son went down the garden towards the stream which formed one boundary of Mme. de Vibray's park. "Look, father," Jacques exclaimed, "the postman is calling us." The postman, a crusty but good-hearted fellow, came hurrying up to the steward. "You do make me run, M. Dollon," he complained.
"Where is Mlle. Thérèse?" M. de Presles asked Dollon, who was standing nervously apart. "She is sleeping quietly just now, sir," said the steward, coming forward. "The doctor is with her, and would rather she were not disturbed, if you have no objection." "Very well," said the magistrate. "Leave us, please," and Dollon also went away. Juve and M. de Presles looked at one another.
President Bonnet opined that Etienne Rambert had blundered in refusing to put up any defence: he had shown contempt of court, which was always unwise, and the court would show him no mercy. Dollon was of another opinion: according to him Etienne Rambert was a sport of fate, deserving pity rather than severity, and the court would be very lenient.
The body had been mutilated by a train travelling in the other direction, but papers found on the person of the deceased, and in particular a summons found in his pocket, show that his name was Dollon, and that he was on his way to Paris to wait upon you.
A fresh witness is going to be called at the examination; let me see, what's his name? Dollon: that's it: the steward, Dollon." "I don't understand," said Gurn; his head was bent and his eyes cast down. A glimmer of light dawned in the young licentiate's brain. "Wait, there is some connection," he said. "The steward, Dollon, is in the employment of a lady who calls herself the Baronne de Vibray.
"Ah!" he exclaimed: "this is interesting!" and with a finger he pointed to the inner bolt on the door, the screws of which were wrenched half out, showing that an attempt had been made to force the door. "Did Mme. de Langrune bolt her door every night?" he asked. "Yes, always," Dollon answered.
"Directly M. Dollon told me his story," the sergeant replied, "I thought it my duty to report to M. Juve, who I knew was not far from the château, on his way to Verrières: M. Juve told me last night that he meant to explore that part in the early morning. I left Morand on duty at the entrance to the château, with orders to prevent either of the Ramberts from leaving."
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