MONDOUBLEAU. Monsieur Delorme is a fool.
MOUZON [_laughing_] Well, I don't say so, my dear deputy.
MONDOUBLEAU. It's wonderful, your faculty of divination.
MOUZON. Wonderful--no, no. I assure you--
MONDOUBLEAU. Now how did you come to suspect this Etchepare?
MOUZON. Well, you know, it is partly a matter of temperament. The
searching for a criminal is an art. I may say that a good examining
magistrate is guided less by the facts themselves than by a kind of
inspiration.
MONDOUBLEAU. Wonderful. I repeat it's wonderful. And this witness for
the defence?
MOUZON. He may be a false witness.
MONDOUBLEAU. What makes you think that?
MOUZON. Because he accuses the gipsies! Moreover, he had business
dealings with Etchepare. The Basque, you know, still look on us rather
as enemies, as conquerors, and they think it no crime to deceive us by
means of a false oath.
MONDOUBLEAU. Then you were never inclined to accept the theory of your
predecessor?
MOUZON. Tramps--the poor wretches! I know what an affection you have for
the poor, and I feel with you that one should not confine oneself to
suspecting the unfortunate--people without shelter, without bread even.
MONDOUBLEAU. Bravo! I am delighted to find that you are not only an able
magistrate, but also that you think with me on political matters.
MOUZON. You are very good.
MONDOUBLEAU. I hope that from now on the Basque newspapers will cease
its attacks upon you.
MOUZON. I am afraid not.
MONDOUBLEAU. Come, come!
MOUZON. What can you expect, my dear sir? The paper is hostile to you,
and as I do not scruple openly to support your candidature they make the
magistrate pay for the opinions of the citizen.
MONDOUBLEAU. I feel ashamed--and I thank you with all my heart, my dear
fellow. Go on as you are doing--but be prudent--eh? The Keeper of the
Seals was saying to me only a couple of days ago, "I look to you to see
that there is no trouble in your constituency. No trouble--above all no
scandal of any kind!" I ought to tell you that Eugene is the subject of
many attacks at the present moment.
MOUZON. You are on very intimate terms with his Honor the Keeper of the
Seals.
MONDOUBLEAU [_makes a gesture, then, simply_] We were in the Commune
together.
MOUZON. I see.
MONDOUBLEAU. Tell me, by the way, what sort of a man is your State
Attorney?
MOUZON. Monsieur Vagret?
MONDOUBLEAU. Yes.
MOUZON. Oh, well--he's a very painstaking magistrate, very exact--
MONDOUBLEAU. No, I mean as to his political opinions.
MOUZON. You mustn't blame him for being in the political camp of those
who are diametrically opposed to us. At all events, don't run away with
the idea that he is a mischievous person.
MONDOUBLEAU. Narrow-minded. [_He has for some little time been gazing at
Mouzon's desk_] I see you've got the Labastide brief on your table.
There's nothing in it at all. I know Labastide well; he's one of my
ablest electoral agents; and I assure you he's absolutely incapable of
committing the actions of which he is accused. I told Monsieur Vagret as
much, but I see he is prosecuting after all.
MOUZON. I can only assure you, my dear deputy, that I will give the
Labastide affair my most particular attention.
MONDOUBLEAU. I have too much respect for you, my dear fellow, to ask
more of you. Well, well, I mustn't waste your time. So for the present--
MOUZON. Au revoir. [_The deputy goes out. Mouzon is alone_] I don't
think our deputy is getting such a bad idea of me. [_Smiling_] The fact
is it was really clever of me to suspect Etchepare. Now the thing is to
make him confess the whole business, and as quickly as possible--
_The doorkeeper enters, a telegram in his hand._
MOUZON. A telegram for me?
DOORKEEPER. Yes, your honor.
MOUZON. Give it me. Right. [_The doorkeeper goes out. Mouzon reads_]
"Diane is detained under arrest. The report of yesterday's affair sent
to the Attorney-General.--Lucien." That's nice for me! [_He is silent,
pacing to and fro_] Oh, the accursed women! [_Silence_] Come, I must
get to work. [_He goes to the door at the back and calls his recorder_]
Benoit!