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And, throwing Jacques's letter at M. Folgat's feet, she went to the door. "Madam," said M. Folgat once more, "madam!" She did not even condescend to turn round: she disappeared, leaving him standing in the middle of the room, so overcome with amazement, that he could not collect his thoughts. Fortunately Dr. Seignebos came in.

For this purpose, certain formalities had to be attended to; and he had come to arrange with Count Claudieuse the necessary measures. "And I," said Dr. Seignebos, "I request you to take to your heels." He added with a thundering voice, "I think you are very bold to dare to speak in that way of M. de Boiscoran."

"Surely the murderer cannot have fired from there. You cannot even see the door of the house from the old tower." "That may be," replied the magistrate; "but the cartridge-case does not necessarily fall to the ground at the place where the gun is discharged. It falls as soon as the gun is cocked to reload." This was so true, that even Dr. Seignebos had nothing to say.

"Cocoleu's idiocy is, perhaps the most serious difficulty in the way of the prosecution, and the most powerful argument for the defence. What can M. Galpin say, if M. de Boiscoran charges him with basing a capital charge upon the incoherent words of a creature void of intelligence, and, consequently, irresponsible." "Ah! permit me," said Dr. Seignebos. But M. de Chandore heard every syllable.

Count Claudieuse says he is about to appear before God: I appeal to the justice of God. Sobs well-nigh drown the voice of the accused. The Marchioness de Boiscoran is overcome by a nervous attack. She is carried out stiff and inanimate; and Dr. Seignebos and Miss Chandore hasten after her. Certainly, all who had hoped for scenes of thrilling interest were not disappointed.

He will tell what he saw and what he heard. He will tell how Count Claudieuse called out to M. de Boiscoran, 'No, I do not want to kill you! I have a surer vengeance than that: you shall go to the galleys." Dr. Seignebos sadly shook his head as he said, "I hope your expectations may be realized, my dear sir." But they came again for the doctor the third time to-day.

"Yes, sir, always," replied the physician, "always, and at all hazards, and whatever may happen. I am M. de Boiscoran's friend; but I am still more the friend of truth. If Cocoleu is a wretched impostor, as I am firmly convinced, our duty is to unmask him." Dr. Seignebos did not say and he probably did not confess it to himself that it was a personal matter between Cocoleu and himself.

You have saved so many in your life! It is well known the judges cannot resist the weight of your words. You will find means to save a poor, unhappy man who once was your friend." The eminent lawyer looked cast-down, as if he had been guilty himself. When Dr. Seignebos saw this, he exclaimed, "What do you mean, friend Magloire?

M. Galpin and the doctor had both considered it a point of honor who should show the most perfect indifference; and thus they had betrayed by no sign their curiosity to know what was going on out doors. Dr. Seignebos was on the point of resuming the operation; and, as coolly as if he had been in his own rooms at home, he was washing the sponge which he had just used, and wiping his instruments.

Without saying a word, M. Folgat took out a sheet of paper, and drew on it a plan of the house, as far as he knew, of the garden, the entrance-hall, and the sitting-room. "And the count's room," asked Jacques, "where is that?" "In the upper story." "You are sure he cannot get up?" "Dr. Seignebos told me so." The prisoner seemed to be delighted.

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