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Updated: June 11, 2025
"Certainly not," declared the count. "I never heard of any such crime or disappearance." "Oh, really!" said Renine, looking a little disappointed. "I hoped to obtain a few particulars." "I'm sorry." "In that case, I apologise." He consulted Hortense with a glance and moved towards the door.
Hortense did not even need to turn round to feel assured that Renine was coming to her assistance and that it was his inexplicable appearance that was causing the dealer such dismay. As a matter of fact, a slender figure stole through a heap of easy chairs and sofas: and Renine came forward with a tranquil step. "Who are you?" repeated Pancaldi. "Where do you come from?"
And so the tragedy was little by little reconstructed in its main outlines; and the sergeant, who had ordered everybody to stand aside and not to step on the site of the footprints, came back to the well, leant over, put a few questions to the farm-girl and, going up to Renine, whispered: "It all seems fairly clear to me." Renine took his arm: "Let's speak out plainly, sergeant.
Give your reasons for trying to cast doubt upon an absolute truth!" "Because that truth is inadmissible," declared Renine, raising his voice and growing excited in turn to the point of punctuating his remarks by thumping the table. "No, things don't happen like that. No, fate does not display those refinements of cruelty and chance is not added to chance with such reckless extravagance!
Besides, it was better that the cottage should be empty when the old nurse announced the madwoman's suicide. Renine gave Felicienne minute directions as to what she should do and say; and then, assisted by the chauffeur and M. de Lourtier, carried Hortense to the car and brought her home. She was soon convalescent.
Renine, on the other hand, applied himself from the outset to watching the brother and sister, as though this were the only thing that mattered, and did not take his eyes off Frederic Astaing, who, with an air of indifference, began to make a minute inspection of the premises, examining the sitting-room, going into all the bedrooms, mingling with the various groups of persons present and asking questions about the manner in which the murder had been committed.
"Because I know who the two victims were and what caused them to be killed." Prince Renine was making none but positive statements and his method suggested the belief that he supported by the strongest proofs. M. d'Aigleroche strode up and down the room, with his hands behind his back.
Hermance, who talks now and then, who argues, who buries herself in the newspapers, which she does not understand, as you were saying just now, but reads through them attentively, must have seen the advertisement and, having heard that we were looking for a servant, must have asked Felicienne to ring me up." "Yes ... yes ... that is what I felt," said Renine, slowly.
Renine made her sniff at a bottle of salts; and when she had quite recovered her composure, he said, while observing her attentively: "So you think that there is some connection between the murder and the plot which we were trying to frustrate?" "Certainly," said she, astonished at the question.
He next slid his hand to the window-fastening and turned it softly, while with his left hand he levelled a revolver. "You're not going to fire, surely!" M. de Lourtier-Vaneau entreated. "If I must, I shall." Renine pushed open the window gently. But there was an obstacle of which he was not aware, a chair which toppled over and fell.
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