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Another day passed without further intelligence from Paris, but Ledantec's silence aroused no fresh apprehensions. Doubtless there was nothing special to tell; matters were progressing favourably, of course; until her husband was actually arrested, she could expect to hear nothing more.
"There you must allow me to differ from you. This letter is, in my belief, perfectly genuine. It supplies a most important link in the chain of evidence, and I shall give it the weight it deserves. But enough will you still deny your guilt?" "It is Ledantec's doing," said Gascoigne, following out a line of thought of his own.
Besides, the French police had their eyes on the house. The tables would presently be turned upon his captors in a way that they little expected. When, therefore, he was led by Ledantec's orders into a little back room dimly lighted by a window looking on to a blank wall, he went like a lamb.
But physically he was not particularly comfortable; there were pleasanter ways of spending the day than tied hand and foot to the legs of a bedstead, and Ledantec's farewell speech was calculated to disturb his equanimity. "Don't make a sound or a move, mind. If you do " and he produced a glittering knife, with a look that could not be misunderstood. McKay must have slept for many hours.
"You see your victim there; now will you confess?" cried the judge, almost passionately. "Ledantec's victim, not mine," replied Gascoigne, quietly. Then, as if in apology to himself, he added, "I could not help speaking, but I shall say nothing more." "He is very strong, extraordinarily strong!" cried the judge, his rage giving place to admiration at the obstinate fortitude of his prisoner.
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