“What!” he said, “you think so, and you refuse to support Dr. Seignebos,
who is certainly an honest man?”
The young lawyer shook his head.
“I wanted to have twenty-four hours’ delay, because we must absolutely
consult M. de Boiscoran. Could I tell the doctor so? Had I a right to
take him into Miss Dionysia’s secret?”
“You are right,” murmured M. de Chandore, “you are right.”
But, in order to write to M. de Boiscoran, Dionysia’s assistance was
necessary; and she did not reappear till the afternoon, looking very
pale, but evidently armed with new courage.