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I could swear he was going to declare he had not been there, when a reply of my own a blunder, I confess it I did not take time to think informed him that I knew of his visit to Nichoune." Colonel Hofferman weighed the gravity of de Loubersac's words; he strode along, head bent, hands clasped behind his back, gazing with unseeing eyes at the pebbles on the path. At last he spoke.
Juve scrutinised the letters. "It's curious," he said, half to himself.... "An annoying coincidence ... but the name of Nichoune does not appear once in these letters!" "No other name appears," observed the colonel: "Consequently, taking into consideration the place where these letters have been found ... we must conclude."... "These letters had no envelopes with them?" questioned Juve.
Suddenly she broke out into loud lamentations uttering piercing cries: she threw herself into an arm-chair, then sank in a heap on the sofa, then returned to the table! She was making a regular nuisance of herself. The innkeeper, scared and bewildered, did not know how to act: he was staring fixedly at the unfortunate Nichoune, who gave no sign of life.
White, like lilies, you say?... And you have to sleep with your hands stuck up in the air!... I shall try it shall begin to-night." A few minutes later Vagualame left Nichoune, after promising that he would not give her any more spy work to do, and declaring that she should never again be mixed up in any dangerous business.
The corporal continued, stammeringly: "Ah, Monsieur, you do not know what it is to have for your mistress such a woman as ... she whom I love, ... such a woman as ... Nichoune! Nichoune! Ah, all Châlons knows what she is like. Her wickedness is well known ... but for all that, there is not a man who."... Fandor interrupted: "But, my good corporal, why are you telling me all this?"
"At times," said he, "I wished to break with them at any cost, and become honest once more; but, alas, I was always under the evil influence of Nichoune, who was a very close friend of Alfred, and the pair of them encouraged me to tread the traitor's path without faltering. Then, without breathing a word, I put in a request through the proper channel for a change of garrison.
"You do not wish to be our faithful letter-box any more?" "No!" "You do not want to hand this over to Belfort?" "No, no! A hundred times no!" Nichoune shook her head vigorously. "But why?" "Because ... because I don't want to do it any more! There!" "Come now, Nichoune, what is your reason? You must have one." This time the singer got up as though she would go off at once. "Reasons?" she cried.
Shouts of admiration, compliments, clamourous declarations of love were rained on her by the soldiers she had charmed and now swung past with a provocative swish of her skirt and a smile of disdain. Nichoune went on her way, bent on getting rid of her burden of programmes with all speed.
Nichoune was stretched out on her bed, and might have seemed asleep to an onlooker were it not for two things which at once struck the eye: her face was all purple, and her arms, sticking straight up in the air, were terrifyingly white and rigid.
The colonel was staring fixedly at de Loubersac. "I do not see what you are driving at!" said he. "I am coming to it, Colonel.... Nichoune was found dead on Saturday, November 19th, but on the evening of November 18th Nichoune received a visit from our agent, Vagualame, whom I had sent to Châlons by your own orders to occupy himself with the V. affair." "Well?"
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