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Updated: June 23, 2025
"I should be unworthy of your confidence, my dear sir," Caffie replied, "if I encouraged you with the idea that we could gain so much time. Whatever it costs me and it costs me much, I assure you I must tell you that it is impossible, radically impossible; a few days, yes, or a few weeks, but that is all." "Well, obtain a few weeks," Saniel said, rising, "that will be something." "And afterward?"
Saniel promised promptness. The dinner was a favorable circumstance, enabling him to escape from Madame Dammauville's before the lamps would be lighted. When Balzajette was gone, he rejoined Phillis in the dining-room. "A consultation is arranged for to-morrow at six o'clock, at Madame Dammauville's." She threw herself on his breast. "I knew that you would forgive me."
"You speak of force, my dear Saniel," interrupted a voice; "where do you get that the force of things, the tatum? There is no beginning, no will; events decide for us climate, temperament, environment." "Then," replied Saniel, "there is no responsibility, and this instrument conscience, that should decide everything, is good for nothing. You need not consider consequences.
Saniel became, then, as he had been before the intervention of Madame Dammauville, the only hope of Phillis and her mother, and to encourage them he exaggerated the influence that his testimony would have. "When I shall have demonstrated that there was no struggle, the hypothesis of the torn button will crumble by itself." "And if it is sustained, how and with what shall we overthrow it?"
"I think it will be expedient to suppress this mode of heating, which must be very inconvenient," Saniel said; "and my 'confrere' and myself will consider the question whether it will not be possible to give you the heat you need with this chimney, without fatiguing your servants, and without waking you too often to take care of the fire. But let us continue."
Then Saniel slowly explained how the position of the body in the armchair and his condition were scientific proof that there was no struggle. "This is an opinion," said the president dryly; "the jury will appreciate it." "Perfectly," replied Nougarede, "and I intend to make the jury feel the weight that it carries on the authority of him who formulated it."
"If you will accept a plate of soup, I have some of yesterday's bouillon, that Phillis did not find bad." But he did not accept, which hurt Madame Cormier. For a long time Saniel had been a sort of god to her, and since he had shown so much zeal regarding Florentin, the 'culte' was become more fervent. At last Phillis's step was heard. "What!
At Caffie's request he explained his plans and prospects for the future, while the business man, with his cheek resting on his hand, listened, and from time to time breathed a stifled sigh, a sort of groan. "Hum! hum!" he said when Saniel finished his explanation.
And as Saniel accompanied her with a candle in his hand, he saw that she had thought not only of his breakfast for the following day, but for many days, besides carrots for the rabbits. "What a good heart you have!" he said. "Because I think of the rabbits?" "Because of your tenderness and thoughtfulness." "I wish I could do something for you!"
Nougarede, also, was in despair, and regretted that he had not proceeded otherwise. And he tried to reassure Phillis; the prosecution rested on the button and the struggle that had torn it off. Saniel would destroy this hypothesis; he counted on him.
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