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She struggles; she triumphs or succumbs alone." "Then the child and the governess have told us the truth?" "I am convinced of that." "So am I. Then she had no share in the murder of her husband?" "Alas!" M. Folgat did not notice that his "Alas!" was received by Dr. Seignebos with an air of triumph. He had taken off his spectacles, and, wiping them vigorously, he said,
It is noticed that he wears in his buttonhole the ribbon of the Legion of Honor. He looks pale; but his eye is clear and open, full of confidence, yet not defiant. His carriage is proud, though melancholy. He has hardly taken his seat when a gentleman passes over three rows of chairs, and, in spite of the officers of the court, succeeds in shaking hands with him. It is Dr. Seignebos.
He knew that Dionysia was surrounded by devoted and intelligent men, by M. de Chandore, M. Seneschal, Dr. Seignebos, M. Magloire, and, finally, that advocate whom the Marchioness de Boiscoran had brought down with her from Paris, M. Folgat. "And Heaven knows what they would not try," he thought, "to rescue the guilty man from the hands of justice!"
Then he had to give directions to have the wounded men brought home; and, after that, he had gone out in search of a house for Count Claudieuse and his wife, which had given him much trouble. Finally, a large part of the afternoon had been taken up by an angry discussion with Dr. Seignebos.
"'Hoc volo, hoc jubeo, sit pro ratione voluntas." For once Dr. Seignebos seemed to be convinced by M. Daubigeon's words. He said, "Then, M. Galpin has even the right to deprive a sick man of his physician's assistance." "If he assumes the responsibility, yes. But he does not mean to go so far.
Seignebos frowned till he looked formidable. "Not an hour," he replied; "and I go from here to M. Daubigeon, the commonwealth attorney." Thereupon, taking his hat and cane, he bowed and left, as dissatisfied as possible, without stopping even to answer M. de Chandore, who asked him how Count Claudieuse was, who was, according to reports in town, getting worse and worse.
Pale like death, for it cost her a great struggle to reveal thus the secret of her heart, but with a voice full of energy, and an eye full of fire, she told them what she had already confessed to her grandfather; viz., the propositions she had made to Jacques, and his obstinate refusal to accede to them. "Well done, madame!" said Dr. Seignebos, full of enthusiasm. "Well done!
Seignebos, the priest from Brechy, M. Seneschal, M. Daubigeon." "How did he spend his evenings?" "At M. de Chandore's, who can tell you all about it." "He had no other relatives in this country?" "No." "You do not know that he had any lady friend?" Anthony looked as if he would have blushed. "Oh, sir!" he said, "you do not know, I presume, that master is engaged to Miss Dionysia?"
As to Cocoleu," he added, standing already near the door, "an examination of his mental condition might produce results which no one seems to expect now. But we will talk of that hereafter. And now, I must bid you all good-by." "Well?" asked Dionysia and M. de Chandore, as soon as they had heard the street door close behind Dr. Seignebos. But M. Folgat's enthusiasm had cooled off very rapidly.
Just at that moment the furious gallop of a horse was heard approaching the house; the next moment the man who had been sent to Sauveterre for medicines came in. He was furious. "That rascal of a druggist!" he said. "I thought he would never open his shop!" Dr. Seignebos had eagerly seized the things that were sent him, then, bowing with mock respect to the magistrate, he said,
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