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"Can this be possible?" she murmured, "can it be?" "Impossible!" cried the banker: "an infamous plot like this could not be executed in our midst!" "All this is false!" said Raoul boldly. "It is a lie!" M. Verduret turned to Raoul, and, bowing with ironical respect, said: "Monsieur desires proofs, does he? Monsieur shall certainly have convincing ones.
But a moment came, when, elbowed by the pressing crowd, he was obliged to come out on the pavement in full view of the window. "Now don't you see I was right!" cried the cashier. "Well," said the amazed Joseph, "I am amazed!" M. Verduret seemed not in the least surprised, but quietly said: "The game needs hunting.
Prosper had at first only been surprised at the protection of M. Verduret and the extent of his investigations: now he asked himself, what could have been his motives for acting thus? What price did he expect for this sacrifice of time and labor? His anxiety made him say nervously: "It is unjust to us both, monsieur, for you to preserve your incognito any longer.
It was now Prosper's turn to climb up; but, though much younger than his companion, he had not his agility and strength, and would never have succeeded if M. Verduret had not pulled him up, and then helped him down on the other side. Once in the garden, M. Verduret looked about him to study the situation. The house occupied by M. de Lagors was built in the middle of an immense garden.
M. Verduret paid no attention to this interruption, perhaps he did not hear it; perhaps he did not care to argue the matter. "Now, let us see if we can discover whence the printed words were taken to compose this letter." He approached the window, and began to study the pasted words with all the scrupulous attention which an antiquarian would devote to an old, half-effaced manuscript.
Did you not bring a middle-aged lady here?" This question, this promise of five francs, instead of reassuring the coachman, increased his alarm. "I have already told you I am waiting for someone," he said, "and, if you don't go away and leave me alone, I will call for help." M. Verduret drew back quickly.
Go away; leave France; you are young; the future is before you. Go, and may this money bring you happiness!" As M. Verduret read the note, Prosper's rage increased. He was angry and perplexed, for he could not explain the rapidly succeeding events which were so calculated to mystify his already confused brain.
And he began to whistle between his teeth; which, with M. Verduret, was a sign of intense inward satisfaction. "What seems so, monsieur?" inquired Prosper. "What has just happened; what I have been tracing. Parbleu!" he exclaimed, imitating the manner of a showman at a fair, "here is a lovely town, called St.
"Well," cried M. Verduret, "what is the matter?" With laudable emulation, the four men rushed forward to report to their superior officer. "Patron," they all began at once. "Silence!" said the fat man with an oath; "one at a time. Quick! what is the matter?" "The matter is this, patron," said Fanferlot dejectedly. "I am doomed to ill luck.
It was narrow, two stories high, and with garrets. Only one window, in the second story, was lighted. "As you have often been here," said M. Verduret, "you must know all about the arrangement of the house: what room is that where we see the light?" "That is Raoul's bed-chamber." "Very good. What rooms are on the first floor?" "The kitchen, pantry, billiard-room, and dining-room."
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