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I went in search of the name of the other half of the murderer!" "The name of the other half?" "Exactly. When we last left the Glandier I knew there were two halves to the murderer and the name of only one of them. I went to America for the name of the other half." I was too puzzled to answer. Just then we entered the witnesses' room, and Rouletabille was immediately surrounded.
A hundred other roads are open to you in your search for the criminal. I will open them for you myself. I will help you. Will you take up your quarters here? You may remain here to do as you please. Eat sleep here watch my actions the actions of all here. You shall be master of the Glandier, Monsieur; but forget the evening at the Elysee." Rouletabille here paused to take breath.
Robert Darzac opened his eyes, with a look that showed he had not understood a word of what Rouletabille had said to him. At that moment the conveyance arrived, driven by Frederic Larsan. Darzac and the gendarme entered it, Larsan remaining on the driver's seat. The prisoner was taken to Corbeil. That same evening Rouletabille and I left the Glandier.
"When I returned to the great gallery," continued Rouletabille, "I saw no more of Monsieur Robert Darzac, and I was not to see him again until after the tragedy at the Glandier. Mademoiselle was near Mr. Rance, who was talking with much animation, his eyes, during the conversation, glowing with a singular brightness.
"You'll not get in, Monsieur Rouletabille!" "Will you prevent me?" said my friend, already prepared to fight. "Not I! I like the press and journalists too well to be in any way disagreeable to them; but Monsieur Stangerson has given orders for his door to be closed against everybody, and it is well guarded. Not a journalist was able to pass through the gate of the Glandier yesterday."
My readers are sufficiently acquainted with the mysteries surrounding the Glandier case to enable me to go on to the really dramatic denouement of this ever-memorable day. When the trial was resumed, Maitre Henri Robert questioned Daddy Mathieu as to his complicity in the death of the keeper. His wife was also brought in and was confronted by her husband.
On the 25th of October, 1892, the following note appeared in the latest edition of the "Temps": "A frightful crime has been committed at the Glandier, on the border of the forest of Sainte-Genevieve, above Epinay-sur-Orge, at the house of Professor Stangerson.
When you left the Glandier you had found out, if I rightly understand, all about Frederic Larsan; you had discovered the exact way he had attempted the murder?" "Quite so. And you," he said, turning the conversation, "did you suspect nothing?" "Nothing!" "It's incredible!" "I don't see how I could have suspected anything. You took great pains to conceal your thoughts from me.
It was about eight o'clock and I was still in bed reading the article in the "Matin" relative to the Glandier crime. But, before going further, it is time that I present my friend to the reader. I first knew Joseph Rouletabille when he was a young reporter.
Monsieur de Marquet compressed his lips and seemed ready to relapse into obstinate silence. He only relaxed a little when Rouletabille no longer left him in ignorance of the fact that we were going to the Glandier for the purpose of shaking hands with an "old and intimate friend," Monsieur Robert Darzac a man whom Rouletabille had perhaps seen once in his life.
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