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3. At the Villa Geneviève
Onecouldseethathewasonthebrinkofacrisisofthenerves.Andwhocouldwonder,withanaffairconductedsuchafashion?Noreticence,nodiscretion.Styleanglais,withoutdoubt!”
Iboundedindignantlyinmyseat,buttheexaminingmagistratewascontinuinghisquestions,undistractedbysideissues.
“YousaythatM.RenauldhadnottoletMadameDaubreuilout?Hadsheleft,then?”
“Yes,monsieur.Iheardthemcomeoutofthestudyandgotothedoor.Monsieursaidgoodnight,andshutthedoorafterher.”
“Whattimewasthat?”
“Abouttwenty-fiveminutesafterten,monsieur.”
“DoyouknowwhenM.Renauldwenttobed?”
“Iheardhimcomeupabouttenminutesafterwedid.Thestaircreakssothatonehearseveryonewhogoesupanddown.”
“Andthatisall?Youheardnosoundofdisturbanceduringthenight?”
“Nothingwhatever,monsieur.”
“Whichoftheservantscamedownthefirstinthemorning?”
“Idid,monsieur.AtonceIsawthedoorswingingopen.”
“Whatabouttheotherdownstairswindows,weretheyallfastened?”
“Everyoneofthem.Therewasnothingsuspiciousoroutofplaceanywhere.”
“Good,Françoise,youcango.”
Theoldwomanshuffledtowardsthedoor.Onthethresholdshelookedback.
“Iwilltellyouonething,monsieur.ThatMadameDaubreuilsheisabadone!Oh,yes,onewomanknowsaboutanother.Sheisabadone,rememberthat.”And,shakingherheadsagely,Françoiselefttheroom.
“LéonieOulard,”calledthemagistrate.
Léonieappeareddissolvedintears,andinclinedtobehysterical.M.Hautetdealtwithheradroitly.
