“Ah, dear papa! Do not blame him, do not accuse him! he is so unhappy!”
“But what reasons does he give?”
“He says the facts are so very improbable that he should certainly not
be believed; and that he should ruin himself if he were to speak as long
as he is kept in close confinement, and has no advocate. He says his
position is the result of a wicked conspiracy. He says he thinks he
knows the guilty one, and that he will denounce the person, since he is
forced to do so in self-defence.”
M. Folgat, who had until now remained a silent witness of the scene,
came up, and asked,--
“Are you quite sure, madam, that that was what M. de Boiscoran said?”
“Oh, quite sure, sir! And, if I lived a thousand years, I should never
forget the look of his eyes, or the tone of his voice.”