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She was drawn there by the fact that the son, Victor Chauvel, was one of the gendarmes who had been at Donnay the night before, and she wanted to find out from him if the Buquets had denounced her. She went to the Chauvels' under pretence of getting Captain Manginot's address. The gendarme was at supper.
He had no airs and no pretensions; but Lil, whatever her genuine claims may have been, was of another stamp and fashion. It was Lil who was the cause of Monsieur Dorn's unbending. The fat old gendarme was putting her through a set of tricks, which she executed with complete aplomb and intelligence.
The witness began to laugh so persistently that a gendarme was obliged to punch him in the back. Having quieted down, he resumed: "In short, Brument exclaimed: 'Nothing doing, that is not enough. I bawled and bawled, and bawled again, he punched me, I hit back. That would have kept on till the Day of judgment, seeing we were both drunk. "Then came the gendarmes!
The diligence, which had left Mortagne about one in the morning, was driven by one Rousseau, whose conduct proved so suspicious that his arrest was judged necessary. The vehicle, driven slowly, would arrive about three o'clock in the forest of Chesnay. A single gendarme accompanied the diligence, which would stop for breakfast at Donnery.
"We have found one yellow stain on the neck; you will very likely find some more. Have a look at the wrists and the calves of the legs and the stomach. But do it carefully, so as not to disturb the body." While the gendarme began to obey his chief's order, carefully undoing the clothing on the corpse, Juve looked at the concierge again. "Who did the work of this flat?" "I did, sir."
So the meal was interrupted. Their jaws ceased to work to give the eyes and ears full scope. It soon became evident that the services of their eyes were alone needed. Each gendarme regained his room without light. The numerous barrack windows remained dark, so that the watchers were able to concentrate their attention on a single point. Among those dark windows, two were lighted.
On arriving at the corner of the Rue Poichevert, he turned to the left, and directed his steps toward the town-hall. He entered, then came out a quarter of an hour later. A gendarme was seated near the door, on the stone bench which General Drouot had mounted on the 4th of March to read to the frightened throng of the inhabitants of D the proclamation of the Gulf Juan.
"Monsieur Darzac! in the name of the law, I arrest you!" The magistrate had no sooner pronounced the words than I saw Rouletabille move quickly towards Monsieur Darzac. He would certainly have spoken to him, but Darzac, by a gesture, held him off. As the gendarme approached his prisoner, a despairing cry rang through the room: "Robert! Robert!" We recognised the voice of Mademoiselle Stangerson.
"Ah, you young fraud," he went on the position of both head and miniature pleased him now "do you remember the time I hauled you out from under the table when the hucksters were making a door-mat of your back; and the time I washed you off at the pump, and what you said to the gendarme, and No, you never remembered anything.
This naturally excited the wrath of the Viscount and others. The Seigneur d'Auberlieu, in a letter written in what the writer himself called the "gross style of a gendarme," charged the Prior with maligning honorable lords and in the favorite colloquial phrase of the day with attempting "to throw the cat against their legs."
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