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An oath burst from his lips, and he struck his fist, in impotent fury, on a table near him. "The seals are set on everything in this room and in the bedroom," said Magloire, approaching Lomaque, who nodded and signed to him to bring up the other police agents at the door. "Ready," cried Magloire, coming forward immediately with his men, and raising his voice to make himself heard. "Where to?"
"If it were but possible to spare her all knowledge of this last trial, and to leave the accomplishment of the terrible task to me alone?" "I think it is possible," interposed Lomaque. "Listen to what I advise.
Then, again, Lomaque, the land-steward quiet, sharp, skinny Lomaque, with the submissive manner, and the red-rimmed eyes never looked up at his master's future brother-in-law without looking away again rather uneasily, and thoughtfully drilling holes in the grass with his long sharp-pointed cane.
They knew where he was to be distrusted, and how he might be made useful. The affairs of the Secret Police were the sort of affairs which an unscrupulously cunning man was fitted to help on; and the faithful exercise of that cunning in the service of the State was insured by the presence of Lomaque in the office. The discarded servant was just the right sort of spy to watch the suspected master.
The evening darkens in, and Rose is the first to rise from the bench. A secret look of intelligence passes between her and her brother, and then she speaks to Lomaque. "Will you follow me into the house," she asks, "with as little delay as possible? I have something that I very much wish to show you."
Long secret suffering, doubt, and suspense, wring this confession from me, Monsieur Lomaque, almost unawares, in defiance of caution, in defiance of all the conventionalities of society. You have lived for years under the same roof with this man; you have seen him in his most unguarded and private moments.
Crafty as Danville was, even he fell under suspicion at last, at headquarters in Paris, principally on his mother's account. This was his first political failure; and, in a moment of thoughtless rage and disappointment, he wreaked the irritation caused by it on Lomaque. Suspected himself, he in turn suspected the land-steward. His mother fomented the suspicion Lomaque was dismissed.
By some strange chance, Lomaque happened just at that moment to be looking away toward those beauties of Nature which he admired so greatly. "Really, Monsieur Trudaine, really such an appeal from you, at such a time, amazes me." Having got so far, he stopped and said no more.
Citizen Maurice is not at home; but Louis Trudaine takes his place, and is overjoyed to see once more the best and dearest of his friends!" "I hardly know you again. How you are altered for the better!" exclaimed Lomaque, as they entered the parlor of the cottage. "Remember that you see me after a long freedom from anxiety.
She describes Lomaque, in her quaint foreign English, as "a brave, big heart"; generous, affectionate, and admirably free from the small obstinacies and prejudices of old age, except on one point: he could never be induced to take his coffee, of an evening, from any other hand than the hand of Sister Rose.
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