It therefore would have seemed that the motive of the crime was
robbery, had not a ring, set with a large brilliant, remained on the
finger of the victim. This circumstance gave rise to quite a series of
conjectures. Unfortunately the numbers of the banknotes were missing;
but the watch was known. It was a very heavy, keyless watch, with the
monogram of the President on the back, and the number, 2516, of the
manufacturer, inside. Finally, the weapon, the knife the murderer had
used, had occasioned diligent search along the line, among the bushes
in the vicinity, where he might have thrown it; but with no result. The
murderer must have concealed the knife in the same place as the watch
and banknotes. Nothing had been found but the travelling-rug of the
victim, which had been picked up at a hundred yards or so from Barentin
station, where it had been abandoned as a dangerous article; and it
figured among other objects that might assist to convict the culprit.
When the Lachesnayes entered, M. Denizet, erect before his
writing-table, was perusing the examination of one of the first
witnesses, which his registrar had just routed out from among the other
papers. He was a short and rather robust man, clean-shaven, and already
turning grey. His full cheeks, square chin, and big nose, had a sort
of pallid immobility, which was increased by the heavy eyelids half
closing his great light eyes. But all the sagacity, all the adroitness
he believed he possessed, was centred in his mouth--one of those mouths
of an actor that express the feelings of the owner off the stage.
This mouth was extremely active, and at moments, when he became very
sharp, the lips grew thin. It was his sharpness that frequently led
him astray. He was too perspicacious, too cunning with simple, honest
truth. According to the ideal he had formed of his position, the man
occupying it should be an anatomist in morals, endowed with second
sight, extremely witty; and, indeed, he was by no means a fool.
He at once showed himself amiable towards Madame de Lachesnaye, for he
was still a magistrate full of urbanity, frequenting society in Rouen
and its neighbourhood.
"Pray be seated, madam," said he.
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