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“
Madame
Renauld
has
told
us
all
she
can
.
”
“
Ah
!
”
said
Madame
Daubreuil
.
“
I
wonder
—
”
“
You
wonder
what
,
madame
?
”
“
Nothing
.
”
The
examining
magistrate
looked
at
her
.
He
was
aware
that
he
was
fighting
a
duel
,
and
that
he
had
no
mean
antagonist
.
“
You
persist
in
your
statement
that
M
.
Renauld
confided
nothing
in
you
?
”
“
Why
should
you
think
it
likely
that
he
should
confide
in
me
?
”
“
Because
,
madame
,
”
said
M
.
Hautet
,
with
calculated
brutality
.
“
A
man
tells
to
his
mistress
what
he
does
not
always
tell
to
his
wife
.
”
“
Ah
!
”
she
sprang
forward
.
Her
eyes
flashed
fire
.
“
Monsieur
,
you
insult
me
!
And
before
my
daughter
!
I
can
tell
you
nothing
.
Have
the
goodness
to
leave
my
house
!
”
