“Still it is the truth.”
“No; for the evidence of Count Claudieuse is precise. He has seen his murderer; it was a man who fired at him.”
“And who tells you that Count Claudieuse does not know all, and wants to save his wife, and ruin me? There would be a vengeance for him.”
The objection took the advocate by surprise; but he rejected it at once, and said,—
“Ah! be silent, or prove.”
“All the letters are burned.”
“When one has been a woman’s lover for five years, there are always proofs.”
“But you see there are none.”
“Do not insist,” repeated M. Magloire.
And, in a voice full of pity and emotion, he added,—