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To-morrow, or rather on Monday, we shall show the strange influence which M. Godin exercised over M. Latour, as well as M. Latour's reasons for his confession. We shall endeavour to make clear to you how M. Latour was actually led to believe he had murdered John Darrow, and how he was bribed to confess a crime committed by another.
She kept her seat well behind her master, though still trembling when she alighted at the stables at Breda. Placide and Denis were on the watch at the stables. "Run, Denis!" said his brother. And Denis was off to tell his mother that Toussaint and Monsieur Bayou were safe home. "Anything happened, Placide?" asked Bayou. "Yes, sir. The people were sent for to Latour's, and most of them are gone.
The next day everyone was talking of Bill's bluffing the church people, and there was much quiet chuckling over the discomfiture of Robbie Muir and his party. The Pilot was equally distressed and bewildered, for Bill's conduct, so very unusual, had only one explanation the usual one for any folly in that country. "I wish he had waited till after the meeting to go to Latour's.
It alluded, in fact, too plainly to the conversation in which, for the first time, Maurice had, just before going away, spoken to Mrs. Costello of herself and his affection for her. He said now, "My father has sent me an account of Miss Latour's wedding, which he said he made Lucia describe to him for my benefit. But I have a curiosity to hear more about it, or rather about her.
Shortly after Latour's appointment to this important post the Austrians besieged Mantua. It was welt known that the garrison was supplied with provisions and ammunition for a long resistance; yet, in the month of July it surrendered to the Austrians. The act of capitulation contained a curious article, viz.
Purvis caught Latour's horse and brought the others close to mine and gathered the reins in his hand. I shall never forget how pale he looked and how fast he was breathing and how his hands trembled. I jumped off and ran for my man. He faced me bravely. I landed a stunning blow squarely on his nose and he fell to the ground.
We had all expected a long, complicated trial, and here the whole matter was reduced to a mere formality by M. Latour's simple confession, "Guilty!" Is it any wonder, therefore, that we were taken aback?
M. Godin, however, took the stand and Maitland proceeded to examine him in a way which only added amazement to wonder. Q. How long have you been at work on this case? A. Ever since the murder. Q. When did you first visit M. Latour's rooms? A. Do you mean to enter them? Q. Yes. A. I did not enter his rooms until the day he was arrested.
The excited audience hung breathlessly upon Latour's utterance. At last they were to know how this miracle of crime had been performed. Every auditor leaned forward in his seat, and those who were a trifle dull of hearing placed their hands to their ears, fearful lest some syllable of the riddle's solution should escape them. M. Latour remained dumb.
Latour's words were hung upon and applauded at intervals. He could not deny the charges brought against the prisoner; he was an aristocrat, he had helped an emigré, but he was not the only aristocrat who had become a true and worthy patriot. He had done many things which deserved acknowledgment. His apartment had always been open to his fellows, he had helped many with his money and his influence.
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