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Updated: June 23, 2025
He started from the fact that Count Claudieuse was able to give the precise hour at which the crime was committed. Thence he passed on immediately to the deposition of young Ribot, who had met M. de Boiscoran on his way to Valpinson, crossing the marshes, before the crime, and to that of Gaudry, who had seen him come back from Valpinson through the woods, after the crime.
"I beg you will notice, doctor, that Count Claudieuse himself deposed how, when he ran to the fire, he found the door shut from within, just as he had left it a few hours before." Dr. Seignebos returned a most ironical bow, and then asked, "Is there really only one door in the chateau at Valpinson?" "To my knowledge," said M. de Chandore, "there are at least three."
"But, if you were so well off at Valpinson, why did you set it on fire?" The witnesses of the strange scene crowded to the little window of the cell, and held their breath with eager expectation. "I wanted to burn some fagots only, to make the count come out. It was not my fault, if the whole house got on fire." "And why did you want to kill the count?"
Ask him to get the keys of the engine-house. Wait! when you have done that, come back and put the horse in. Fire at Valpinson! I shall go with the engine. Go, run, knock at every door, cry, 'Fire! Fire! Tell everybody to come to the New-Market Square." When the servant had run off as fast as he could, the mayor turned to the peasant, and said,
"Must I tell you again and again," he said, "that every thing is on fire, barns, outhouses, haystacks, the houses, the old castle, and every thing? If you wait much longer, you won't find one stone upon another in Valpinson." The effect produced by this name was prodigious. "What?" asked the mayor in a half-stifled voice, "Valpinson is on fire?" "Yes." "At Count Claudieuse's?" "Of course." "Fool!
"We shall go on, therefore," he began, "as if there was no such person as the Countess Claudieuse. We know nothing of her. We shall say nothing of the meeting at Valpinson, nor of the burned letters." "That is settled." "That being so, we must next look, not for the manner in which we spent our time, but for our purpose in going out the evening of the crime. Ah!
Twenty years hence, they will meet him, and they will say, 'Oh, yes! the man who set Valpinson on fire!" It was not M. Galpin this time who replied, but the commonwealth attorney. He said sadly, "I cannot share your views; but that does not matter. After what has passed, our friend, M. Galpin cannot retrace his steps: his duty makes that impossible, and, even more so, what is due to the accused.
"'You must, he said, 'keep me company for a little distance. As you are on your way to Sauveterre, it will not delay you much to take the cross-road which passes by Valpinson and the forest of Rochepommier. "On what trifles our fate depends! "I accompanied the priest, and only left him at the point where the high-road and the cross-road intersect.
You do not know what a terrible calamity" "A calamity? I do not understand you, sir." This conversation had taken place in the court-yard: and at this moment there appeared two gendarmes on horseback, whom M. Galpin had sent for just before he left Valpinson. When old Anthony saw them, he exclaimed, "Great God! what is the meaning of this? I must wake master."
But then other witnesses came; and their united evidence, corresponding without a missing link, constitutes a terrible presumption." He became animated again. Professional habits, stronger than every thing else, obtained once more the mastery. "M. de Boiscoran was at Valpinson to-night: that is clearly established. Well, how did he get here? By concealing himself.
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