MOUZON [_with great sincerity_] He has not confessed it, but he is on the point of doing so. I myself know what happened that night after he left your house--witnesses have told me. YANETTA. No! No! My God, my God! Witnesses? What witnesses? It isn't true! MOUZON. Well, then, don't be so obstinate! In your own interest, don't be so stubborn! Shall I tell you what will be the end of it? You will ruin your husband! If you insist on contradicting the evidence, that he passed the night away from the house, you'll ruin him, I tell you. On the other hand, if you will only tell me the truth, then if he is not the murderer, he will tell us what he did do and who his companions were. YANETTA. He hadn't any. MOUZON. Then he went out alone? YANETTA. Yes. MOUZON. At ten o'clock? YANETTA. At ten. MOUZON. He returned alone at five in the morning? YANETTA. Yes, all alone. MOUZON. But perhaps you are thinking of some other night. It was really the night of Ascension Day when he went out alone? YANETTA. Yes. MOUZON. Benoit, have you got that written down? RECORDER. Yes, your worship. MOUZON. Madame, I know how painful this must be to you, but I beg you to listen to me with the greatest attention. Your husband was pressed for money, was he not? YANETTA. No. MOUZON. Yes. YANETTA. I tell you no. MOUZON. Here is the proof. Three months ago he borrowed eight hundred francs from a cattle-dealer of Mauleon. YANETTA. He never told me about it. MOUZON. Moreover, he owed a considerable sum to Goyetche. YANETTA. I've never heard of that either. MOUZON. Here is an acknowledgment written by your husband. It is in his handwriting? YANETTA. Yes, but I didn't know-- MOUZON. You didn't know of the existence of this debt? That tends to confirm what I know already--your husband went to Irissary. YANETTA. No, sir; he tells me everything he does. MOUZON. But you see very well that he doesn't, since you didn't know of the existence of this debt. He went to Irissary. Don't you believe me? YANETTA. Yes, Monsieur, but he didn't kill a man for money; it's a lie, a lie, a lie! MOUZON. It's a lie! Now how am I to know that? Your husband begins by denying everything, blindly, and then he takes up two methods of defence in succession. You yourself begin by a piece of false evidence. All this, I tell you again, will do for the man. YANETTA. I don't know about that, but what I do tell you again is that he didn't kill a man for money.