M. Bertillon.—“For every word, an inaccuracy; but to rectify them it would be necessary to go into the case of 1894. That I will not do.”
M. Labori.—“Very well; then will M. Bertillon prove to us, by the interesting methods that are peculiar to him, not that the bordereau is the work of Dreyfus, because the court will stop him, but that it is not the work of Esterhazy?”
The Judge.—“You hear the question. Under these conditions I can put it to you. On your soul and conscience, is it possible that this bordereau came from the hand of Major Esterhazy?”
M. Bertillon.—“It is impossible.”
M. Labori.—“The experts are not yet oracles, and we ask them for explanations.”
The Judge.—“Wait, I have not asked why.”
M. Labori.—“I have been waiting a long time.”
The Judge.—“Witness, what makes you think that the bordereau is not the work of Major Esterhazy?”
M. Bertillon.—“Because it is the work of another.”
M. Clemenceau.—“And what makes him think that it is the work of another?”