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Updated: June 26, 2025
Koupriane choked with rage. "Your Excellency," said Rouletabille, taking him by the arm, "calm yourself. They are watching us. Come along and have a cup of tea at Cubat's place. Easy now, as though we were out for a walk." "Will you explain to me?" "No, no, Your Excellency. Remember that I have promised you General Trebassof's life in exchange for your prisoner's.
The door of the room opens on to the end of the gallery, exactly facing the east window, at the extremity of the 'right' gallery, where Rouletabille had placed Daddy Jacques, and commands an uninterrupted view of the gallery from end to end of the chateau. "That 'off-turning' gallery," said Rouletabille, "I reserve for myself; when I tell you you'll come and take your place here."
As to them, whatever happens, I wash my hands of them." And he rubbed his hands. At the door of the Krestowsky Rouletabille, who was in a hurry for a conveyance, jumped into an open carriage where la belle Onoto was already seated. The dancer caught him on her knees. "To Eliaguine, fast as you can," cried the reporter for all explanation. "Scan! Scan!
"God gives me nothing, but He opens His treasures, and each takes what he can." "Yes, yes; and Mademoiselle Natacha, does she know it is to Orel you have decided to retire?" "I have no reason for concealing it from her, Monsieur Rouletabille." "So far so good. You needn't feel so desolate, my dear Monsieur Boris. All is not lost. I will say even that I see a future for you full of hope."
The question in everybody's mind was: Admitting that Larsan was the murderer, how did he get out of The Yellow Room? Rouletabille was immediately called to the bar and his examination continued. "You have told us," said the President, "that it was impossible to escape from the end of the court. Since Larsan was leaning out of his window, he had left the court. How did he do that?"
He ended his account as a man dressed in a maroon coat with false astrakhan was introduced. It was the same man Rouletabille had met in General Trebassof's drawing-room and who spoke French. Two gendarmes were behind him. The door had been closed. Koupriane turned toward the man in the coat. "Touman," he said, "I want to talk to you. You are a traitor, and I have proof.
"I assure you, Excellency..." "Strip him." "What are you going to do?" cried Rouletabille. But already the two guards had thrown themselves on Touman and had drawn off his coat and shirt. The man was bare to the waist. "What are you going to do? What are you going to do?" "Leave them alone," said Koupriane, roughly pushing Rouletabille back.
"Oh, Excellency, keep cool, keep cool, and all is not lost," implored the reporter. Rouletabille and Koupriane slipped carefully into the garden. Ermolai followed them. "There?" inquired Koupriane. "There," Ermolai replied. From the corner where they were, and looking through the veranda, they could see the "doctors" as they waited.
We'll breakfast together somewhere about here " "You'll breakfast with me, here, gentlemen " "No, thanks," replied the young man. "We shall breakfast at the Donjon Inn." "You'll fare very badly there; you'll not find anything " "Do you think so? Well, I hope to find something there," replied Rouletabille. "After breakfast, we'll set to work again.
Anne's collars." And it was thus that Joseph Rouletabille, of "L'Epoque," was created officer of St. Anne of Russia by the Emperor himself, who gave him the accolade. "They combine the whole course of time in this country," thought Rouletabille, pressing his hand to his eyes to hold back the tears. For the train at 10:55 everybody had crowded at Tsarskoie-Coelo station.
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