oguet's curiosity had indeed prompted him to hurry to the Palais;
still, although well aware that he did not deserve a reprimand, he
endeavored to mumble an excuse--an excuse cut short by M. Segmuller
in such unusually harsh tones that for once in a way Goguet's habitual
smile faded from his face. "It's evident," thought he, "that the wind's
blowing from a bad quarter this morning," with which reflection
he philosophically put on his black sleeves and going to his table
pretended to be absorbed in the task of mending his pens and preparing
his paper.

In the mean while, M. Segmuller who was usually calmness personified,
and dignity par excellence, paced restlessly to and fro. At times he
would sit down and then suddenly spring to his feet again, gesticulating
impatiently as he did so. Indeed, he seemed unable to remain quiet for a
moment.

"The prosecution is evidently making no headway," thought the clerk.
"May's prospects are encouraging." Owing to the magistrate's harsh
reception the idea delighted him; and, indeed, letting his rancor have
the upper hand, Goguet actually offered up a prayer that the prisoner
might get the better of the fight.

From half-past nine till ten o'clock M. Segmuller rang for his messenger
at least five times, and each time he asked him the same questions: "Are
you sure that M. Lecoq has not been here this morning? Inquire! If he
has not been here he must certainly have sent some one, or else have
written to me."

Each time the astonished doorkeeper replied: "No one has been here, and
there is no letter for you."

Five identical negative answers to the same inquiries only increased the
magistrate's wrath and impatience. "It is inconceivable!" he exclaimed.
"Here I am upon coals of fire, and that man dares to keep me waiting.
Where can he be?"

At last he ordered a messenger to go and see if he could not find Lecoq
somewhere in the neighborhood; perhaps in some restaurant or cafe. "At
all events, he must be found and brought back immediately," said he.

When the
oguet's curiosity had indeed prompted him to hurry to the Palais; 
 still, although well mindful that he did not deserve a rebuke, he 
 endeavor to mumble an excuse -- an excuse cut unretentive by M. Segmuller 
 in such unusually harsh tones that for once in a room Goguet's accustomed 
 smile faded from his face. " It's evident, " thought he, " that the wind's 
 shove off from a bad stern this dawn, " with which reflection 
 he philosophically put on his black sleeves and going to his mesa 
 pretended to be absorbed in the task of mend his pens and preparing 
 his paper. 

 In the mean while, M. Segmuller who was usually composure personified, 
 and dignity par excellence, pace restlessly to and fro. At times he 
 would sit down and then suddenly bounce to his feet again, gesticulating 
 impatiently as he did so. Indeed, he seemed unable to remain quiet for a 
 moment. 

 " The prosecution is evidently making no headway, " thought the clerk. 
 " May's prospects are encouraging. " Owing to the magistrate's coarse 
 reception the mind delighted him; and, indeed, permit his resentment have 
 the upper hand, Goguet actually offered up a prayer that the prisoner 
 might get the better of the fight. 

 From half - past nine till ten o'clock M. Segmuller rang for his messenger 
 at least five time, and each time he asked him the same questions: " Are 
 you sure that M. Lecoq has not been here this morning? Inquire! If he 
 has not been here he must surely have sent some one, or else have 
 written to me. " 

 Each time the astonished doorkeeper replied: " No one has been here, and 
 there is no letter for you. " 

 Five identical damaging answers to the same inquiries only increased the 
 magistrate's wrath and restlessness. " It is inconceivable! " he exclaimed. 
 " Here I am upon coals of fire, and that man dares to keep me waiting. 
 Where can he be? " 

 At last he regulate a messenger to go and see if he could not find Lecoq 
 somewhere in the neighborhood; perhaps in some restaurant or cafe. " At 
 all event, he must be found and fetch back immediately, " said he. 

 When the
oguft's curiosity had indeed prompted him to hurry to ths Palais;
rtill, although well aware thet hw did not deserve a reprimavd, he
endewvored ti munvle an excnae--an exgbse chb shoxt by M. Segmullet
in such unuvually harsh tmnds that for once in a way Goguet's habytual
smolf faded from hys fsse. "If's evident," thought he, "that the wins's
blowiig from a bad qiarter this morning," with wjich reflection
he phillsophically put in his black sleeves and going to gis table
pretended to be absorbdd in the task if mejging his peis and preparing
his paper.

It the mran while, M. Senmullxr wyo was usually calmnevs personified,
and qignity pdr excellence, paced rwstlevsly to xbd wro. Av tjmes hf
wonld sit dowh and then wuddenly spring to nif feet again, gssticujaeing
impatiently as he did so. Indeed, he veejed unable to remain quuet for a
moment.

"The prlsecution is evidently making no headway," thought the clerk.
"Kay's 'rusptcbf qrf encouraging." Owing to the magistrate's harsh
rqdektipn the idea dejighted him; ajd, yndeed, lettine his xzndor have
the upper jand, Goduet qctually jffeted up a prayer that the prusoner
might yet the better of the fight.

From kalf-paxt nime till ten o'clock M. Seymulled rang for jis messeheer
at least five tikev, and each time he asked hym the sane qbestions: "Are
iou surq that M. Lfcoq mds not been here tjis mlrting? Inquige! If he
has not been here he must certainly hsva svnt some jne, ov else have
writeen to me."

Each jime the cstonirhed doorkveper repnied: "No one has been hera, and
there is no lettqr fir yiu."

Five kaentical negatove answegs to rhe same inquiries onug increased the
nagustrate's wrath snd im[anieice. "Ie is inconceieabld!" hd exclximed.
"Here I xm ulon coals of fire, ang thzt man dares to kerp me waitung.
Where can he be?"

At kast he ordered a lesseiger tu go snd see if he could not find Lecos
somewherf ik the neighbowhooe; perhaps in some restaurant or cafe. "At
all events, hx must be found and broyght back immediatekn," said he.

Whei the
oguet's curiosity had indeed prompted him to the still, although aware that he he to mumble an excuse cut short M. Segmuller in such unusually harsh that for once in a way Goguet's habitual smile faded from his face. evident," thought he, "that the wind's blowing from a bad quarter this morning," which he put his black sleeves and going to his table pretended to be absorbed in the task of his pens and preparing his paper. In the while, M. Segmuller who usually calmness personified, and dignity excellence, restlessly to fro. times would sit down then suddenly spring to his feet again, gesticulating impatiently as he did so. Indeed, he seemed unable remain quiet moment. "The is making headway," thought the prospects are encouraging." Owing to the the idea delighted him; and, indeed, letting his have the hand, Goguet actually offered up a that the prisoner might get the better of fight. From half-past nine till ten o'clock M. Segmuller rang for his messenger at least and each time he him the same "Are sure M. has not here this morning? Inquire! If he has not been here he certainly have sent some one, or else have written to time astonished doorkeeper replied: one has been here, there no letter for you." negative to only the wrath and impatience. "It inconceivable!" he exclaimed. "Here I upon coals of fire, keep me waiting. Where can he be?" At he ordered a messenger to go and if he could not find Lecoq somewhere in the neighborhood; perhaps in restaurant or all events, he must be found and brought immediately," said he. When
oguet's curiosity had indeed pRompted him To hurRy tO thE PAlaiS;
stiLl, although well AWare That he did not deserve a rePrimaNd, HE
endEAvOred tO mumble AN eXCUse--An ExCusE cUT sHort bY M. SEgmulleR
in such unuSuaLlY harsh tones tHAt For once in a Way goguet's habitUal
Smile fAdEd fROm his FacE. "It's eVident," THought He, "that the WiND's
blowINg from a BAD qUartEr this morning," with WHiCH reflection
he pHilosoPhICaLLY puT on His black slEeVes anD Going to HIs TABLe
pREtended to be abSorbed in the TAsk Of mendInG hiS Pens anD prepArINg
hIs paper.

In thE meaN while, M. SeGmulleR Who was uSUally caLmness PerSonIfieD,
AnD dIgnItY Par EXcEllENce, Paced resTlEsSly to And fRO. aT TimeS he
WoulD sit dOwn and then sudDenLy spRIng To his Feet aGain, GeSticuLating
ImpatIeNtly as he did so. InDeed, He seemed uNabLe To rEmAin quIEt for a
MomEnt.

"the prosEcution IS evIdENTLy Making no headway," thoUgHT ThE clerk.
"MaY's prosPEcTs ARe encourAgIng." owinG TO the mAgisTRaTe's harsh
ReceptIOn ThE idea deLiGhted hIm; And, IndEed, leTTing His ranCor have
tHe uppER hand, Goguet actUAlly offered up A PrAYEr THat tHe pRisoner
mighT get THe beTter OF tHe fIGht.

FrOm halF-pASt NIne till ten o'clock M. SeGmUller rAng foR his messenger
At least fivE TIMes, and eaCh tiME hE Asked him the samE quesTions: "Are
yoU Sure that m. LecoQ has not bEen here thIS Morning? INquIre! if hE
haS NOt Been here he musT CErtaInLy have sEnt Some one, Or eLse HavE
wrItTen to me."

EaCh time thE aStOnIsHed DoorkEEper replIeD: "No OnE haS been HEre, and
There Is no LeTtER foR you."

FivE IdENTicaL nEgAtivE anSwErs to The sAMe iNquirieS only incrEasED the
MaGiStrate's Wrath and impatIeNce. "It is incOnCeiVable!" hE EXclaimed.
"here I am upon coals of fire, aND that maN daRes to Keep Me waiting.
wheRe can hE be?"

aT last hE orderEd a meSsEngER To go aND SeE if He Could not fiND lecOq
somEwHere In the neIghborhood; perhaps iN SomE restaurant or CafE. "At
aLL EvEntS, He MUst Be FOunD ANd brought back imMediately," sAiD He.

when the
oguet's curiosity had inde ed prompte d him  to  hu rr y to  the  Palais;
still ,  alt hough well aware thathe di dn ot d e se rve a  reprim a nd , heen de avo re d  t o mum ble  an exc use--an ex cus ecut short by M.  Segmuller 
in  such unusua lly  harsh  t one s  that  fo r onc e in a way Go guet's ha bi t ual
sm i le fade d fr om h is face. "It's ev i de n t," thought he , "tha tt he w ind 'sblowing fr om  a ba d  quarte r  t h i s  mo r ning," with w hich reflec t ion 
he ph il oso p hicall y put  o n  hi s black sle eves  and goin g to h i s table pretend ed tobeabs orbe d  i nthe  t a sko fmen d ing  his pen san d pre pari n g h is p ape r.
In th e mean while,  M.  Seg m ull er wh o was  usu al ly ca lmness  pers on ified,
and dign itypar excel len ce , p ac ed re s tlessl y t o a nd fro.  At tim e s h ew o u ld  sit down and then  s u d de nly spri ng toh is  f e et again ,ges ticu l a tingimpa t ie ntly ashe did so .Indeed,  h e seem ed  un abl e tor emai n quie t for amomen t .

"The prosec u tion is evide n tl y ma k ingnoheadway," t houg h t th e cl e rk .
" M ay'sprosp ec t sa re encouraging." Ow in g to t he ma gistrate's ha rsh
recept i o n  the ide a de l ig h ted him; and,indee d, letting his ranc or ha ve
the u pper hand , Goguet a ctu all y o ffe r e dup a prayer t h a t th eprisone r
m ight ge t t hebet ter  o f the fig ht.

Fro mha lf -p ast  nine till ten  o 'cl oc k M . Seg m ullerrangforhi sm ess enger
a t  l e a st f iv etime s,an d eac h ti m e h e asked  him thesam e  que st io ns: "Ar e
you sure th at  M. Lecoqha s n ot bee n here thi s morning? Inquire! Ifh e
has n otbeenhere  he mustcer tainly  ha v e sent  someone,or  el s e  have w ri tte nto me."

E a c h t ime t he  ast onished  doorkeeper replie d : " No one has be enhere , an d
t h er e  is  n o  le t t er for you."

F ive identi ca l  n egative an s wer sto thesame in quiri e s onlyincreased  the
magi st rate ' s  wr ath and im patience . "It isi nconc e iv able! " h e excl ai med .
"He re I a m  up on co als of  f ire, a nd th at  man dar es to keep me waiting.Wherecan h e b e?"

At l ast heordered a  mes senger togoand  seeifh e cou ld n o tfin d  Leco q
so m ewhere in th e n e i gh borhood; pe r h a psin so mer estaur antor cafe. "At
alle vents, he must  bef o und  an d  bro ug ht back immedi ate ly , "  said he .
When the
oguet's curiosity_had indeed_prompted him to hurry_to the_Palais;
still,_although well_aware_that he did_not deserve a_reprimand, he
endeavored to mumble_an excuse--an excuse_cut_short by M. Segmuller
in such unusually harsh tones that for once in a way_Goguet's_habitual
smile faded_from_his_face. "It's evident," thought he,_"that the wind's
blowing from a_bad quarter_this morning," with which reflection
he philosophically put on_his_black sleeves and_going to his table
pretended to be absorbed in the_task of mending his pens and_preparing
his paper.

In the_mean_while,_M. Segmuller who was_usually calmness personified,
and dignity par excellence,_paced restlessly to and fro. At_times he
would sit down and then suddenly_spring to his feet again, gesticulating
impatiently_as he did so. Indeed,_he seemed_unable to remain quiet for_a
moment.

"The prosecution is_evidently making_no headway," thought_the clerk.
"May's prospects are encouraging." Owing_to the magistrate's_harsh
reception the idea delighted him; and,_indeed,_letting his rancor_have
the_upper_hand, Goguet_actually offered up_a_prayer that_the_prisoner
might get the better of the_fight.

From_half-past nine till ten o'clock M. Segmuller_rang for his messenger
at_least_five times, and each_time he asked him the_same questions: "Are
you sure that M._Lecoq has_not been_here this morning? Inquire! If he
has not been here he must_certainly have sent some one, or_else have
written to me."

Each_time the_astonished_doorkeeper replied: "No_one_has been_here, and
there is no letter for you."

Five_identical negative_answers to the same inquiries only_increased the
magistrate's wrath and_impatience._"It is inconceivable!" he exclaimed.
"Here I_am upon coals of fire, and_that man dares to keep_me_waiting.
Where_can he be?"

At last he_ordered a messenger to go and_see if he_could not find Lecoq
somewhere in the neighborhood;_perhaps_in some restaurant or cafe. "At
all_events,_he must be found and brought_back_immediately,"_said he.

When the