The Lecoq Edition [of Gaboriau's Works]

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: severe a shock. So Chanlouineau was not lying, then, he ejaculated, in a choked, unnatural voice, you were one of the instigators of this rebellion? Martial's brow bent as, in a tone of marked disdain, he slowly replied: This is the fourth time that you have addressed that question to me, and for the...
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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: severe a shock. So Chanlouineau was not lying, then, he ejaculated, in a choked, unnatural voice, you were one of the instigators of this rebellion? Martial's brow bent as, in a tone of marked disdain, he slowly replied: This is the fourth time that you have addressed that question to me, and for the fourth time I answer: 'No.' That should suffice for you. If the fancy had seized me to take part in this movement, I should frankly confess it. What possible reason could I have for concealing anything from you? The facts interrupted the duke, in a frenzy of passion; the facts Very well, rejoined Martial, in his usual indifferent tone; the fact is that the original of this circular does exist, that it was written in my best hand on a very large sheet of very poor paper. I recollect that in trying to find appropriate expressions I erased and re-wrote several words. Did I date this writing? I think I did, but I could not swear to it. How do you reconcile this with your denials? exclaimed M. de Sairmeuse. I can do this easily. Did I not tell you just now that Chanlouineau had made a tool of me ? The duke no longer knew what to believe; but what exasperated him more than everything else was his son's imperturbable coolness. You had much better confess that you were led into this by your mistress, he retorted, pointing at Marie-Anne. Mademoiselle Lacheneur is not my mistress, replied Martial, in an almost threatening tone. Though it only rests with her to become the Marquise de Sairmeuse, if she chooses, tomorrow. But let us leave recriminations on one side, they can not further the progress of our business. It was with difficulty that the duke checked another insulting rejoinder. However, he had not quite lost all reason. Trembling with su...