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We
were
present
the
following
morning
at
the
examination
of
Jack
Renauld
.
Short
as
the
time
had
been
,
I
was
shocked
at
the
change
that
had
taken
place
in
the
young
prisoner
.
His
cheeks
had
fallen
in
,
there
were
deep
black
circles
round
his
eyes
,
and
he
looked
haggard
and
distraught
,
as
one
who
had
wooed
sleep
in
vain
for
several
nights
.
He
betrayed
no
emotion
at
seeing
us
.
The
prisoner
and
his
counsel
,
Maître
Grosíer
,
were
accommodated
with
chairs
.
A
formidable
guard
with
resplendent
sabre
stood
before
the
door
.
The
patient
greffier
sat
at
his
desk
.
The
examination
began
.
“
Renauld
,
”
began
the
magistrate
,
“
do
you
deny
that
you
were
in
Merlinville
on
the
night
of
the
crime
?
”
Jack
did
not
reply
at
once
,
then
he
said
with
a
hesitancy
of
manner
which
was
piteous
:
“
I
—
I
—
told
you
that
I
was
in
Cherbourg
.
”
Maître
Grosíer
frowned
and
sighed
.
I
realized
at
once
that
Jack
Renauld
was
obstinately
bent
on
conducting
his
own
case
as
he
wished
,
to
the
despair
of
his
legal
representative
.
The
magistrate
turned
sharply
.
“
Send
in
the
station
witnesses
.
”
In
a
moment
or
two
the
door
opened
to
admit
a
man
whom
I
recognized
as
being
a
porter
at
Merlinville
station
.
“
You
were
on
duty
on
the
night
of
June
7th
?
”
