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"I know it must have been a man who had stolen into the garden, and who had frightened Miss Martha so terribly, because Dr. Seignebos dropped, in going out, a five-franc piece just at the foot of that tree, where miss said she had seen the man standing.
No one replied at first. It was only after a long silence that Dr. Seignebos said, "That would be very serious." "Very serious, indeed," repeated the famous lawyer. "Our own feelings give us the measure of what M. Galpin will think. First of all, he, also, will ask for proof, the evidence of a witness, any thing, in fact.
Who had started this paper? M. Seneschal tried in vain to discover the hand that had struck this blow. The secret of this treacherous trick was well kept. But it was a most atrocious trick to revive thus, on the eve of the trial, such mournful memories and such bitter hatred. "That man Galpin had a hand in it," said Dr. Seignebos, grinding his teeth.
Besides, there was no need of words between them. That close embrace had told Jacques's father clearly enough what Dionysia's grandfather must have suffered. They remained thus standing motionless, looking at each other, when Dr. Seignebos, who could not be still for any length of time, came up, and asked, "The trunks are on the carriage: shall we go?" They left the station.
The thought occurred to me quite suddenly, like an inspiration on high. When Dr. Seignebos told me that you had refused to admit the priest from Brechy, I said to myself, 'This is the last misfortune, and the greatest of them all!
At the same hour when the magistrate left the hospital, Dr. Seignebos and M. Folgat parted, after a frugal breakfast, the one to visit his patients, the other to go to the prison. The young advocate was very much troubled.
Seignebos, and all who know him and love him, yes, but not for the public, for his enemies, or the law. He has explained every thing; but he has no proof." The mournful features of the marquis settled into still deeper gloom. "In other words, he has to be believed on his own word?" he asked. "Don't you believe him?" "I am not the judge of that, but the jury."
That is what I wanted to hear from you, and why I was waiting so impatiently for you," said Dr. Seignebos to M. Folgat. "I have seen and stated the results: now it is for you to give me the cause." Nevertheless, he did not seem to be in the least surprised by what the young advocate told him of Jacques's desperate enterprise, and of the tragic result. As soon as he had heard it all, he exclaimed,
From her the young advocate learned that Count Claudieuse was decidedly worse, and that he would have received, in the day, the last sacrament, but for the decided opposition of Dr. Seignebos, who had declared that the slightest excitement might kill his patient. "And if he dies," said M. de Chandore, "that is the finishing stroke.
She could not say another word; for at that moment the peasants crowded into the room, pushing the prisoner before them. "Where is the magistrate?" they asked. "Here is a witness!" "What, Cocoleu!" exclaimed the count. "Yes, he knows something: he said so himself. We want him to tell it to the magistrate. We want the incendiary to be caught." Dr. Seignebos had frowned fiercely.
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