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"The lady paid us well to give you an hour with her," the other man put in, "but you've had more than an hour and a half, and we've got our characters and our situations to look after. So now, come along, Gurn, and don't let us have any nonsense." Valgrand, fighting hard against his overpowering sleepiness, began to have some vague comprehension of what was happening.
Gurn was unprepared for the point-blank question, and made a gesture of doubt. M. Fuselier, probably anticipating a sensation, was just on the point of ordering Dollon to be called, when he was interrupted by a discreet tap on the door. His clerk went to answer it, and saw a gendarme standing at the door.
Here, give her this," and he tore a leaf out of his pocket-book and, scribbling a few words on it, handed it to Nibet. "Well," said the warder hesitatingly: "I don't say 'no." "You've got to say 'yes," Gurn retorted. The two looked steadily in each other's eyes; then the warder blenched. "Yes," he said.
When the gate is just being shut after the last workman, call out quietly, but as naturally as you can, 'Hold on, M. Morin; mind you don't lock me in; I'm not one of your lodgers; let me out after my mates. Make some joke of that sort, and when you are once outside the gate, by George, my boy, you'll have to vamoose!" Gurn listened attentively to the warder's instructions.
There was one fact, or coincidence, worth noting: when Lady Beltham came home from the Transvaal after the war, during which, by the way, she did splendid work among the sick and wounded, she sailed by the same boat that was taking Gurn to England.
"And after that you are to examine Gurn, aren't you, in connection with the Beltham case?" "Quite so." "I wish you would oblige me by confronting the two men here, in my presence." M. Fuselier looked up in surprise: he could not see what connection there could be between the two utterly dissimilar cases.
A sudden compassion for his prisoner seized the old man, and he laid a kindly hand on Gurn's shoulder. "Is it really possible that an old soldier like you, who seem to be such a steady, serious, kind of man, can have committed such a crime?" Gurn dropped his eyes and did not reply. "I suppose there was a woman at the bottom of it?" Siegenthal said tentatively.
And I beg your pardon, madame." He threw a last appeal to where Gurn sat. "I hope you will forgive me, M. Valgrand?" He sighed as no answer was forthcoming, and made a pathetic little appeal to Lady Beltham. "You will explain to him, madame, won't you? He is a kind master, and he will understand. One does get fancies like that, you know.
Juve realised that the sheer audacity of his theory must come as a shock, and he knew how difficult it would be to convince anyone who had not followed every detail of the case as he himself had done. "Gentlemen," he said, "I know that my assertions about the multiple crimes of this man Gurn must fill you with amazement. That does not dismay me.
"Evening, Gurn," he said; "it's six o'clock, and the restaurant-keeper opposite wants to know if he is to send your dinner in to you." "No," Gurn growled. "I'll have the prison ordinary." "Oh ho!" said the warder; "funds low, eh?
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