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Make yourself at home, Goulard, and empty a bottle to my health." When the door of the other room was closed, M. Lecoq broke the seal of the letter, and read: "MY DEAR PLANTAT: "You asked me for a word, so I scratch off a line or two which I shall send to our sorcerer's " "Oh, ho," cried M. Lecoq. "Monsieur Gendron is too good, too flattering, really!" No matter, the compliment touched his heart.
Mackey entered into earnest conversation with Gendron, at the same time giving attention to the guerrilla's wound. "Very well, Pete," he said, at the conclusion. "Stick by me and I'll stick by you." "It's a whack," replied the wounded man. "If anybody from the house comes here, tell them that Jack went off to get some Confederate ambulance corps to take you away." "I will."
Guespin and old Bertaud, handcuffed, had a few minutes before being led off to the prison of Corbeil, under the guard of the Orcival gendarmes. Dr. Gendron had just finished his sad task in the billiard-room. He had taken off his long coat, and pulled up his shirt-sleeves above his elbows. His instruments lay on a table near him; he had covered the body with a long white sheet.
And, as he felt keenly the brusque manner of the judge, he added: "It is you, Doctor, who hold the match." M. Gendron was about to leave the room, when Baptiste, the mayor's servant the man who wouldn't be scolded appeared. He bowed and said: "I have come for Monsieur the Mayor." "For me? why?" asked M. Courtois. "What's the matter? They don't give me a minute's rest! Answer that I am busy."
He found some benefit from this; but W. Gendron was too severe for him. That physician forbade the petits-soupers and the amusements which usually followed them; this was not agreeable to my son, and those who used to frequent them to their own advantage; they therefore persuaded him to adopt some other remedies which almost deprived him of sight.
Ravenous for her prey, she would not let him go for anything in the world." "I' faith," observed Dr. Gendron, "your Tremorel was a chicken-hearted wretch. What had he to fear when Sauvresy's manuscript was once destroyed?" "Who told you it had been destroyed?" interrupted M. Plantat. M. Lecoq at this stopped promenading up and down the room, and sat down opposite M. Plantat.
He found some benefit from this; but W. Gendron was too severe for him. That physician forbade the petits-soupers and the amusements which usually followed them; this was not agreeable to my son, and those who used to frequent them to their own advantage; they therefore persuaded him to adopt some other remedies which almost deprived him of sight.
A fire was started up and the outlaws for the guerrillas were nothing less proceeded to make themselves comfortable by lying around, drinking, smoking, and playing cards. Gendron was not badly wounded, and sat up to look on at the card-playing. So the hours wore away. Toward night a scout went out to learn what the armies were doing, and he did not come back until the next day.
If he revolted, she always had this instrument of torture at hand. Ah, the man was a miserable wretch, and she must have made him suffer terribly." "Yes," said Dr. Gendron, "up to the very day he killed her." The detective had resumed his promenade up and down the library. "The question as to the poison," said he, "remains.
Gendron would have been puzzled to say what he had eaten. The dinner was nearly over, when M. Plantat began to be annoyed by the constraint which the presence of the servants put upon the party. He called to the cook: "You will give us our coffee in the library, and may then retire, as well as Louis." "But these gentlemen do not know their rooms," insisted Mme.
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