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Updated: June 21, 2025
Marie, be the wife of my friend Sauverand. Sauverand, I bestow my spouse upon you. Be joined together in holy matrimony. Bless you, my children! "The examining magistrate will draw up the contract and the executioner will read the marriage service. Oh, the delight of it! I suffer agonies but oh, the delight! What a fine thing is hatred, when it makes death a joy! I am happy in dying.
If you don't deliver me I shall kill her as I killed Dolores or else they will kill me or Oh, I don't know all the ideas that are driving me wild ! "You see, there's another man," he explained. "There's Sauverand, whom she loves. Oh, the infamous pair! They have killed Fauville and the boy and old Langernault and those two in the barn and others besides: Cosmo Mornington, Vérot, and more still.
On passing through the alcove and reaching a room from which it was separated only by a slender partition, to his great surprise, he recognized Florence's sitting-room. This time, he knew where he was. The exit, which was not secret, as it led to the Place du Palais-Bourbon, but nevertheless very safe, was that which Sauverand generally used when Florence admitted him.
After a second, she said, in an undertone: "Explain yourself, I beg of you. What you mean, I suppose, is that, if I do not reply, I accept the accusation?" "Yes." "And then?" "Arrest prison " "Prison!" She seemed to be suffering hideously. Her beautiful features were distorted with fear. To her mind, prison evidently represented the torments undergone by Marie and Sauverand.
Able to come and go as he pleased in my house, enforcing himself upon Florence and later upon Gaston Sauverand by the strength of his will and the cunning of his character, he was within sight of the goal. "When my efforts succeeded in proving the innocence of Marie Fauville and Gaston Sauverand, he did not hesitate: Marie Fauville died; Gaston Sauverand died.
Fauville to whom no doubt, in the course of the day, imitating Sauverand's handwriting, he had sent a letter one of those letters which are always torn up at once, in which Sauverand entreated the poor woman to grant him an interview at the Ranelagh Mme. Fauville would leave the opera and, before going to Mme. d'Ersinger's party, would spend an hour not far from the house.
"In this way and with a single effort, anonymously, so to speak, and without appearing in the business, without Fauville's even suspecting the action brought to bear upon him, Jean Vernocq procured the deaths of Fauville and his son, and got rid of Marie and Sauverand by the devilish expedient of causing the charge of murder, of which no one could accuse him, to fall upon them.
I shall inform the magistrate in charge of the case; and this evening I shall bring you Florence Levasseur dead or alive." "And Sauverand?" "Sauverand? That won't take long. Unless " "Unless what?" "Unless I settle his business myself, the miscreant!" "Chief!" "Oh, dry up!" There were some reporters near them waiting for particulars. He recognized them and went up to them.
Weber's appearance on the steps and the deputy chief's first words confirmed his hopes. Weber was mad with rage. His recent captivity and the humiliation of his defeat exasperated him. "Ah!" he roared, as he saw the prisoner. "There's one of them, at any rate! Gaston Sauverand! Choice game, that!... Where did you catch him?" "On the Place du Palais-Bourbon," said one of the inspectors.
However, he mastered himself. After all, there was nothing to prove that this half of a walking-stick was really that which had been seen in Gaston Sauverand's hands and which Sauverand had carried away by mistake. "I have the other half on me," said the Prefect of Police, replying to the unspoken objection. "Deputy Chief Weber himself picked it up on the Boulevard Richard-Wallace. Here it is."
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