"But it is to be hoped that Mademoiselle Stangerson's life will be
saved."
"Let us hope so. Her father told me yesterday that, if she does not
recover, it will not be long before he joins her in the grave. What
an incalculable loss to science his death would be!"
"The wound on her temple is serious, is it not?"
"Evidently; but, by a wonderful chance, it has not proved mortal.
The blow was given with great force."
"Then it was not with the revolver she was wounded," said
Rouletabille, glancing at me in triumph.
Monsieur de Marquet appeared greatly embarrassed.
"I didn't say anything--I don't want to say anything--I will not
say anything," he said. And he turned towards his Registrar as if
he no longer knew us.
But Rouletabille was not to be so easily shaken off. He moved
nearer to the examining magistrate and, drawing a copy of the
"Matin" from his pocket, he showed it to him and said:
"There is one thing, Monsieur, which I may enquire of you without
committing an indiscretion. You have, of course, seen the account
given in the 'Matin'? It is absurd, is it not?"
"Not in the slightest, Monsieur.
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