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Updated: June 11, 2025
To see her children dying through all the hours of the long day and all the hours of the interminable night!" "Nevertheless," Renine objected, "it is not to drive away that picture that she commits murder?" "Yes, possibly," said M. de Lourtier, thoughtfully, "to drive it away by sleep." "I don't understand."
"Several ladies," Renine continued, "wrote the letters which are usual in such cases, to offer a home to the so-called Herminie. But I received an express letter which struck me as interesting." "From whom?" "Read it, M. de Lourtier." M. de Lourtier-Vaneau snatched the sheet from Renine's hands and cast a glance at the signature.
Deputy?" asked Renine. "Do you mind? The mistake which the sergeant and I made this morning was to investigate only the footprints left by the alleged murderer and to neglect Mathias de Gorne's. Why indeed should they have attracted our attention? Yet it was precisely there that the crux of the whole affair was to be found." They stepped into the orchard and went to the well.
Her husband, a great tall fellow with a yellow beard, carrying his blazer over his arm and puffing out his chest under a cellular shirt, complained of the heat: "Have you the key of the cabin, Therese?" he asked his wife, when they had left Renine and Hortense and stopped at the top of the stairs, a few yards away. "Here it is," said the wife. "Are you going to read your papers?" "Yes.
The mystery surrounding the whole adventure excited her curiosity so keenly that she could think of nothing but accompanying Renine and assisting him in his investigations. They went upstairs accordingly, and, on the second floor, came to a landing where they found the spiral staircase leading to the belvedere.
"And that, once there, you will marry him." "I swear." He spoke a few words in her ear. "Ah!" she said. "May Heaven bless you for it!" Hortense took her seat in front, with Renine, who sat at the wheel. The inspector, hat in hand, fussed around the car until it moved off. They drove through the forest, crossed the Seine at La Mailleraie and struck into the Havre-Rouen road.
Up to the present, Rose Andree's disappearance does not seem to have become known. Before it does and before the police identify the woman carried off by Dalbreque with the woman who did not turn up to claim her cabin, we will get on Rose Andree's track." There was not much said on the journey. At four o'clock Hortense and Renine reached Rouen. But here Renine changed his road.
She had a pointed face, like a weasel's, with a prominent mouth full of protruding teeth. "What's the matter, Madame d'Imbleval?" she asked, timidly stepping into the room from which the doctor had once driven her. "Good day to you, Madame Vaurois." The ladies did not reply. Renine came forward and said, sternly: "Mlle.
Madame d'Imbleval evidently lived on the left and Madame Vaurois on the right. Hortense and Renine listened. Shrill, hasty voices were disputing inside the house. The sound came through one of the windows of the ground-floor, which was level with the garden and covered throughout its length with red creepers and white roses. "We can't go any farther," said Hortense. "It would be indiscreet."
Chief-inspector, since Prince Renine maintains that the notes have been put away upstairs, wouldn't the simplest thing be to go and look? M. Dutreuil will take us up, won't you?" "This minute," said the young man. "As you say, that will be simplest."
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