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When the letter had been read, M. Folgat and M. de Chandore sadly turned their heads aside, fearing lest Dionysia should read in their eyes the secret of their thoughts. But she felt only too well what it meant. "You cannot doubt Jacques, grandpapa!" she cried. "No," murmured the old gentleman feebly, "no." "And you, M. Folgat are you so much hurt by Jacques's desire to consult another lawyer?"
"M. de B. was yesterday visited by his mother." Or, finally, "We hear at the last moment that the Marchioness de B. and M. Folgat have left for Paris. Our correspondent in P. writes us that the decree of the court will not be delayed much longer." Never had "The Sauveterre Independent" been read with so much interest.
"I have had the honor to place before your mother all that my young colleague has just told you. M. Folgat has but one fault, he is too cautious. The physician must not ask what his patient thinks of his remedies: he must prescribe them. It may be that our prescriptions do not meet with success; but, if you do not follow them, you are most assuredly lost."
"M. Magloire did not speak in her presence," added M. Folgat; "and we have bound over M. de Chandore to secrecy. I insisted upon it that you alone had the right to tell the truth to Miss Dionysia." "Then how does she explain it to herself that I am not set free?" "She cannot explain it." "Great God! she does not also think I am guilty?"
He was on the point of coming forward; but his strength was exhausted, and he fell forward, face downward, and arms outstretched. Overcome with horror, half mad, Jacques fled. M. Folgat had just risen. Standing before his mirror, hung up to one of the windows in his room, he had just finished shaving himself, when the door was thrown open violently, and old Anthony appeared quite beside himself.
The persons who stand guard over prisoners have generally a very keen scent; and not unfrequently lawyers consult them, very much as an author consults the actors of the theatre on which his piece is to appear. "Has he told you any thing?" asked M. Folgat. "Me personally, nothing," replied the jailer. And shaking his head, he added, "But you know we have our experience.
Why else should his family be so very anxious to see him? No doubt they want to enable him to escape by suicide the punishment of his crime. But, by the great God, that shall not be, if I can help it!" M. Folgat was, as we have seen, excessively annoyed at this step taken by the Misses Lavarande; but he did not let it be seen.
M. Folgat began, therefore, after a moment's pause, once more, saying, "My good Anthony, I cannot praise your conduct in this matter too highly. However, we have not done with it yet. But as I have eaten nothing since I left Paris last night, and as I hear the bell strike twelve o'clock" M. de Chandore seemed to be heartily ashamed, and broke in, "Ah, forgetful old man that I am!
"I undertake," he said, "to prove to really enlightened men, that this poor creature is partly pretending to be imbecile, and that his obstinate speechlessness is only adopted in order to avoid answers which would compromise him." At first, however, neither M. de Chandore nor M. Folgat gave any answer. They were considering the question.
As soon as the servant had left the room, and shut the door again, he said with trembling voice, as if wishing for an answer, and still fearing to hear it, "Has any thing unusual happened?" "Yes." "Good or bad?" "Sad." "Great God! Jacques has not confessed?" "How could he confess when he is innocent?" "Then he has explained?" "As far as I am concerned, and M. Folgat, Dr.
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