“No; I took with me one of our cleverest detectives. You had not given me
this authorization, but I took upon myself the responsibility.”
“You have done quite right. But are you sure he is trustworthy?”
“Absolutely. He is a former sub-officer. Besides, I did not reveal to him
the real object of my researches; he knows nothing important, and
imagines he has simply been my auxiliary in an inquiry into the causes of
a catastrophe hitherto ill-explained. We have nothing to fear in this
direction.”
“Well, what has been the result of your researches?”
“If you will allow me, General, we will divide the inquiry into two
parts, one consisting of moral circumstances, the other of material
facts. The affair is more complicated than you at first thought, and when
I have finished, your embarrassment, instead of having lessened, will
probably have increased.”
“Impossible!”
He sat down before the desk, leaned over on his elbows, and, motioning to
the Colonel to take a seat in an armchair by his side, said—
“Now, tell me everything.”
“The house tenanted by General de Trémont is situated above the village
of Vanves, near the fort. It was the night-watch which gave the alarm,
and the garrison which organized first aid when the fire broke out.
Nothing worth mentioning remains of the building. The explosion of the
combustible matter contained in the laboratory has disorganized the very
foundations, and the effect has been formidable. Stones hurled into the
air have been found more than a mile distant, and the surrounding gardens
belonging to the peasants are covered with _débris_. Had there been
houses in the neighbourhood, the loss to property would have been
enormous—”
The Minister interrupted.
“The effects of melinite, probably?”
“No, General, something quite different! Increase a hundred-fold the
effects of the powder actually employed in charging our bombshells, and
then perhaps you will have the equivalent of the destructive power
revealed by the explosion of General de Trémont’s laboratory.”
The Minister shook his head.
“Yes; that is what he told me the last time I saw him at the Artillery
meeting. He was on the trace of a discovery destined to give to our
cannons so crushing a superiority that we were to become for long the
arbiters of victory. The struggle against us would have been marked by
such massacres, accomplished with such absolute precision, that our
military supremacy would have been certain once more. Has this had
anything to do with the discovery?”
“Then you admit, General, that malevolence may not have been entirely
foreign to this mishap!”
“I admit nothing, Vallenot. I suspect everything. When you have told me
all you know, we will talk it over. Continue.”
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