. Monsieur Lecoq & The honor of the name . from such a mouth, without explanation,might well surprise him. She drew herself up haughtily. Iam Mademoiselle Claire dArlange, sir, said she. M. de Commarin now quickly ran over all the incidents re-ported by Claire. When he had finished, Noel replied: Yousee, sir, my position at this moment, to-morrow— To-morrow? interrupted the comte, you said, I believe,to-morrow! Honor demands, sir, that we act to-day, at thismoment. You can show your love for this poor woman muchbetter by delivering her son than by praying for her. Noelbowed low. To hear your w
. Monsieur Lecoq & The honor of the name . from such a mouth, without explanation,might well surprise him. She drew herself up haughtily. Iam Mademoiselle Claire dArlange, sir, said she. M. de Commarin now quickly ran over all the incidents re-ported by Claire. When he had finished, Noel replied: Yousee, sir, my position at this moment, to-morrow— To-morrow? interrupted the comte, you said, I believe,to-morrow! Honor demands, sir, that we act to-day, at thismoment. You can show your love for this poor woman muchbetter by delivering her son than by praying for her. Noelbowed low. To hear your wish, sir, is to obey it, he said;I go. This evening, at your house, I shall have the honor ofgiving you an account of my proceedings. Perhaps I shall beable to bring Albert with me. He spoke, and, again embracing the dead woman, went the comte and Mademoiselle dArlange also retired. Theold soldier went to the Mairie, to give notice of the death, andto fulfil the necessary formalities. The nun alone remained towatch the X/f DABURON was ascending the stairs that led to the•*-*-*• offices of the investigating magistrates, when he sawold Tabaret coming toward him. The sight pleased him, andhe at once called out: M. Tabaret! THE LEROUGE AFFAIR 877 You must excuse me. sir.* he said, bowing, but I am ex-pected at home. I hope, however— Oh, he is interrupted old Tabaret. I have al-ready some proofs: and before three day-— But you are goingto see Gevrols man with the earrings. He is verv cunning,Gevrol: I misjudged him. And without listening to anotherword, he hurried away. M. Daburon, greatly disappointed, alsohastened on. In the passage, on a bench of rough wood beforehis ofhee door, Albert sat awaiting him, under the charge of a<iarde do Paris. You will be summoned immediately, the magistrate to the prisoner, as he opened his door. In the office. Constant was talking with a skinny little received my letters? asked M. Daburon
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