The Mystery of Orcival by Émile Gaboriau
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page 62 of 450 (13%)
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Rest assured the law protects you. Already justice has begun its
work; two of the criminals are in its power, and we are on the track of their accomplices." "Of all the servants of the chateau," remarked M. Plantat, "there remains not one who knew Sauvresy. The domestics have one by one been replaced." "No doubt," answered the doctor, "the sight of the old servants would be disagreeable to Monsieur de Tremorel." He was interrupted by the mayor, who re-entered, his eyes glowing, his face animated, wiping his forehead. "I have let the people know," said he, "the indecency of their curiosity. They have all gone away. They were anxious to get at Philippe Bertaud, the brigadier says; public opinion has a sharp scent." Hearing the door open, he turned, and found himself face to face with a man whose features were scarcely visible, so profoundly did he bow, his hat pressed against his breast. "What do you wish?" sternly asked M. Courtois. "By what right have you come in here?--Who are you?" The man drew himself up. "I am Monsieur Lecoq," he replied, with a gracious smile. "Monsieur Lecoq of the detective force, sent by the prefect of police in reply |
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