“Jean,” interrupted Bruno, “I pray you, be silent.”
“Anything but that, my son. You must hear me speak. I ask only five minutes.”
Bruno did not know what Jean meant to say, but he shared in the belief that Jean would save him in spite of himself. He feared that Jean would throw all the responsibility of the crime on Catherine’s shoulders.
“Bruno pretends that he assassinated Monsieur Barrau last night,” pursued Jean Manant.
“Yes, yes,” broke in Bruno, testily.
“Well, then let him reply to three questions that I shall put. At what hour did he commit the crime?”
“At five o’clock in the morning.”
“Very well. With what weapon?”
“With my gun, Monsieur.”
“Very well. In what part of the wood?”