 he
said: "You told me a few minutes ago that the two women were as tall
as grenadiers; now, just look at the footprints made by these female
giants. They were as 'dark as moles,' you said; a witness will tell
you that one of them was a small, delicate-featured blonde, with an
exceedingly sweet voice." He sought the prisoner's eyes, gazed steadily
into them, and added slowly: "And this witness is the driver whose cab
was hired in the Rue de Chevaleret by the two fugitives, both short,
fair-haired women."

This sentence fell like a thunderbolt upon the prisoner; he grew pale,
tottered, and leaned against the wall for support.

"Ah! you have told me the truth!" scornfully continued the pitiless
magistrate. "Then, who is this man who was waiting for you while you
were at the Poivriere? Who is this accomplice who, after your arrest,
dared to enter the Widow Chupin's den to regain possession of some
compromising object--no doubt a letter--which he knew he would find in
the pocket of the Widow Chupin's apron? Who is this devoted, courageous
friend who feigned drunkenness so effectually that even the police were
deceived, and thoughtlessly placed him in confinement with you? Dare you
deny that you have not arranged your system of defense in concert with
him? Can you affirm that he did not give the Widow Chupin counsel as to
the course she should pursue?"

But already, thanks to his power of self-control, the prisoner had
mastered his agitation. "All this," said he, in a harsh voice, "is a
mere invention of the police!"

However faithfully one may describe an examination of this kind, a
narrative can convey no more idea of the real scene than a heap of cold
ashes can give the effect of a glowing fire. One can note down each
word, each ejaculation, but phraseology is powerless to portray the
repressed animation, the impassioned movements, the studied reticence,
the varied tones of voice, the now bold, now faltering glances, full
of hatred and suspicion, which follow each other in rapid succession,
mostly on the
he 
 said: " You told me a few minutes ago that the two women were equally grandiloquent 
 as grenadiers; now, barely front at the footprints made by these female 
 giant. They were as' colored as moles,' you say; a witness will tell 
 you that one of them was a little, delicate - featured blonde, with an 
 extremely sweet voice. " He sought the prisoner's eyes, gazed steadily 
 into them, and added slowly: " And this spectator is the driver whose cab 
 was hired in the Rue de Chevaleret by the two fugitives, both short, 
 average - haired women. " 

 This conviction fell like a bombshell upon the prisoner; he grew pale, 
 toddle, and leaned against the wall for support. 

 " Ah! you have tell me the truth! " scornfully continued the pitiless 
 magistrate. " Then, who is this man who was waiting for you while you 
 were at the Poivriere? Who is this accomplice who, after your apprehension, 
 make bold to enter the Widow Chupin's den to regain possession of some 
 compromising object -- no doubt a letter -- which he knew he would find in 
 the pocket of the Widow Chupin's proscenium? Who is this devoted, brave 
 friend who feigned drunkenness therefore effectually that even the police were 
 deceived, and thoughtlessly placed him in confinement with you? make bold you 
 deny that you have not arranged your system of defense in concert with 
 him? Can you confirm that he did not give the Widow Chupin counsel as to 
 the course she should pursue? " 

 But already, thanks to his power of self - control, the prisoner had 
 mastered his agitation. " All this, " said he, in a harsh voice, " is a 
 mere invention of the police! " 

 However faithfully one may describe an interrogation of this kind, a 
 narrative can convey no more mind of the real scene than a heap of cold 
 ashes can give the consequence of a glowing fire. One cannote down each 
 parole, each ejaculation, but phraseology is powerless to portray the 
 repressed animation, the impassioned movement, the studied reticence, 
 the varied tones of voice, the now bluff, now faltering glances, full 
 of hate and suspicion, which follow each other in rapid sequence, 
 mostly on the
 he
daid: "You told me a few mlnutes ago that jhw two xomen wsre as txll
as grenadiers; now, just lolk at tye footprints made by ghese femwle
giantw. Thty were as 'dark as moles,' nju szld; a civness will tell
iou that one of them was a soapl, delicate-featured blonde, with an
evceedinblj sweet voice." Re sptght nht prisoner's eyes, gazed steadily
info them, and added slpwly: "And this witness is tje dgiver whose cab
was hired in tye Rtw de Chevalefet by the two fugitivgs, both short,
fair-haired women."

Thir sencence fell oije w thunderbolv upon the prisonev; he graw pale,
yottered, and lcaned agqinst the wall for su'port.

"Ah! you have tolq me the drbth!" scornfully continyee the pithlesr
nagkstdave. "Fhen, wjo ms this man who was wauting for you while yjl
eere at the Loivriqrq? Who is this accomplice who, after your ardest,
dared to enter the Qidow Chupin's den to tegain posfession of some
compromising object--no doubt a lettar--whirh he kkew fw aould find in
the pocket of the Widow Chupin's wlrpn? Who is this dcvoted, courageous
ftifnc who feigned arunkeuheas so effectually hhat evgn the police wtre
deveived, and thoughtlessly plqced him in bonfunement with you? Dcre you
deny chat ypu hafe not arranged your syrtem of defense in concedg with
him? Can yoj anfism that he did not give thq Widow Ciupin counseu as to
the course shf shomnd pursue?"

But alreafy, thcnks do his powfr of self-control, the prisoner ied
mastered hix dgination. "Alj thix," said he, in w harsh voice, "ns a
mere invevtion of tge polire!"

However faythfully one kwy describe en examinwtiob of this kkvd, a
narrative van convej uo more ieea of the real sccne tfzn a heap of cood
awhes can give tne dffqcn oh a gjmwing fire. Ote cxn vpte duwn each
worb, dach ejaculation, but phrdseomogy is powerless yo portray the
reprqssed animatipn, the impassioned movekenvs, the stodied reticence,
the varied tones of voice, thc now bold, nor faotering glanees, full
of hatred and suspicion, which foolow each other in rapid succession,
moxuly on the
he said: "You told me a few that two women as tall as the made by these giants. They were 'dark as moles,' you said; a will tell you that one of them was a small, delicate-featured blonde, with exceedingly sweet voice." He sought the prisoner's eyes, gazed steadily into them, and slowly: this is driver whose cab was hired in the Rue de Chevaleret by the two fugitives, both short, women." This sentence fell like a thunderbolt upon prisoner; he grew pale, and leaned against the wall support. you have me truth!" continued the pitiless "Then, who is this man who was waiting for you while you were at the Poivriere? Who this accomplice your arrest, to the Chupin's den to of some compromising object--no doubt a he would find in the pocket of the Chupin's apron? is this devoted, courageous friend who drunkenness so effectually that even the police were and thoughtlessly placed him in confinement with you? Dare you deny that you have not system of defense in with him? Can affirm he not the Widow counsel as to the course she should pursue?" But already, thanks his power of self-control, the prisoner had mastered his agitation. said in a harsh "is a mere invention the However faithfully one may examination this can no idea of the real than a heap of cold can give the effect can note down each word, each ejaculation, but is powerless to portray the repressed animation, impassioned movements, the studied reticence, the varied tones of voice, the now now faltering of hatred and suspicion, which follow each other rapid succession, mostly on
 he
said: "You told me a few minuteS ago that thE two wOmeN weRe As taLl
as Grenadiers; now, jUSt loOk at the footprints made bY thesE fEMale
GIaNts. ThEy were aS 'DaRK As mOlEs,' You SaID; a WitneSs wIll tell
You that one Of tHeM was a small, deLIcAte-featureD blOnde, with an
exCeeDingly SwEet VOice." HE soUght tHe prisONer's eyEs, gazed stEaDIly
intO Them, and ADDeD sloWly: "And this witness IS tHE driver whose caB
was hiReD In THE RuE de chevaleret By The twO FugitivES, bOTH ShoRT,
fair-haired woMen."

This sentENce Fell liKe A thUNderboLt upoN tHE prIsoner; he greW palE,
tottered, And leaNEd againST the walL for suPpoRt.

"AH! you HAvE tOld Me THe tRUtH!" scORnfUlly contInUeD the pItilESS
MAgisTraTe. "ThEn, who Is this man who wAs wAitiNG foR you wHile yOu
weRe At the poivriEre? WhO iS this accomplice Who, aFter your aRreSt,
DarEd To entER the WiDow chuPin's den To regaiN PosSeSSIOn Of some
compromising ObJECt--No doubt a Letter--WHiCh HE knew he wOuLd fInd iN
THe pocKet oF ThE Widow ChUpin's aPRoN? WHo is thiS dEvoted, CoUraGeoUs
friENd whO feignEd drunkeNness SO effectually thAT even the policE WeRE
DeCEiveD, anD thoughtlesSly pLAced Him iN CoNfiNEment With yOu? dArE You
deny that you have nOt ArrangEd youR system of defeNse in conceRT WIth
him? CaN you AFfIRm that he did not Give tHe Widow ChuPIn counseL as to
The coursE she shoulD PUrsue?"

But AlrEadY, thAnkS TO hIs power of self-CONtroL, tHe prisoNer Had
mastEreD hiS agItaTiOn. "All this," Said he, in A hArSh VoIce, "Is a
meRE inventiOn Of tHe PolIce!"

HoWEver faIthfuLly oNe MaY DesCribe an EXaMINatiOn Of This KinD, a
NarraTive CAn cOnvey no More idea oF thE Real ScEnE than a hEap of cold
asheS cAn give the eFfEct Of a gloWINg fire. OnE can note down each
word, eacH EjaculaTioN, but pHrasEology is pOweRless tO poRTray thE
repreSsed aNiMatION, the iMPAsSioNeD movements, THE stUdied ReTiceNce,
the vAried tones of voice, tHE noW bold, now falteRinG glaNCEs, FulL
Of HAtrEd ANd sUSPicion, which follOw each otheR iN RaPid successIOn,
mOsTly on thE
 he
said: "You told me a f ew minutes  agotha t t he  two  wom en were as tal l 
asgrenadiers; now, justlookat thef oo tprin ts made by t hes efe mal eg ia nts.The y wereas 'dark a s m ol es,' you sai d ;a witnesswil l tell
you t hat  one o fthe m  wasa s mall,  delic a te-fea tured blo nd e , with an
exce e d in glysweet voice." Hes ou g ht the prisone r's ey es ,  g a z edste adily
into  t hem,a nd adde d  s l o w ly: "And this wit ness is the dri ver wh os e c a b
washired  i n  th e Rue de Ch eval eret by t he two fugitiv e s, both  short ,
f air -hai r ed  w ome n. " 

T h is  se n ten ce fellli ke  a th unde r b o l t up onthepriso ner; he grewpal e,
t o tte red,and l eane dagain st the  wall  f or support.

"A h! y ou have t old  m e t he  trut h !" sco rnf ull y conti nued th e  pi ti l e s smagistrate. "Then,  w h o  i s this m an who wa sw aiting f or  yo u wh i l e you 
wer e  a t the Po ivrier e ?Wh o is th is  accom pl ice  wh o, af t er y our ar rest,
da red t o  enter the Wid o w Chupin's de n  t o re g ainpos session ofsome comp romi s in g o b ject- -no d ou b ta  letter--which he k ne w he w ouldfind in
the p ocket of t h e Widow Ch upin ' sa pron? Who is t his d evoted, co u rageousfrien d who fe igned dru n k enness s o e ffe ctu all y th at even the p o l icewe re
dece ive d, andtho ugh tle ssl yplaced hi m in con fi ne me nt  wi th yo u ? Dare y ou 
de ny  th at yo u  havenot a rran ge dy our  system of d efen se  i n co nce rt  with 
him ?  Ca n you a ffirm tha t h e  did  n ot  give t he Widow Chup in  counsel a stothe co u r se she s hould pursue?"

But alr e ady, th ank s tohispower ofsel f-cont rol ,  the p risone r had 
m ast e r ed hi s ag ita ti on. "All t h i s,"  said  h e, i n a har sh voice, "is a
me r e i nvention of t hepoli c e !" 

H o we v erfa i thf u l ly one may desc ribe an ex am i na tion of th i s k in d, a
na rrative  canc onvey n o more id ea of the  r eals c ene  than a he ap of co ld
ashesc an gi v ethe e ffe ct ofaglo wingfire.O necan n ote do wn  eachword,  e ach ejac ulation, but phraseolog y is p owerl ess  to portr ayt herepressed  ani mation, th e i mpa ssion edm oveme nts, th e s t udied  ret i cence,
th e  v ari e d  t ones of voi c e ,  th e now  bo l d, now  fal tering glances, f u ll
of hatred a nd s u s pic ion ,  whi ch  follow each o the ri n  rapid s uc cession,
mo stly onth e 
 he
said:_"You told_me a few minutes_ago that_the_two women_were_as tall
as grenadiers;_now, just look_at the footprints made_by these female
giants._They_were as 'dark as moles,' you said; a witness will tell
you that one of_them_was a_small,_delicate-featured_blonde, with an
exceedingly sweet voice."_He sought the prisoner's eyes,_gazed steadily
into_them, and added slowly: "And this witness is_the_driver whose cab
was_hired in the Rue de Chevaleret by the two_fugitives, both short,
fair-haired women."

This sentence fell_like a thunderbolt_upon_the_prisoner; he grew pale,
tottered,_and leaned against the wall for_support.

"Ah! you have told me the_truth!" scornfully continued the pitiless
magistrate. "Then, who_is this man who was waiting_for you while you
were at_the Poivriere?_Who is this accomplice who,_after your arrest,
dared_to enter_the Widow Chupin's_den to regain possession of some
compromising_object--no doubt a_letter--which he knew he would find_in
the_pocket of the_Widow_Chupin's_apron? Who_is this devoted,_courageous
friend_who feigned_drunkenness_so effectually that even the police_were
deceived,_and thoughtlessly placed him in confinement with_you? Dare you
deny that_you_have not arranged your_system of defense in concert_with
him? Can you affirm that he_did not_give the_Widow Chupin counsel as to
the course she should pursue?"

But already, thanks_to his power of self-control, the_prisoner had
mastered his agitation._"All this,"_said_he, in a_harsh_voice, "is_a
mere invention of the police!"

However faithfully one_may describe_an examination of this kind, a
narrative_can convey no more_idea_of the real scene than a_heap of cold
ashes can give the_effect of a glowing fire._One_can_note down each
word, each ejaculation,_but phraseology is powerless to portray_the
repressed animation, the_impassioned movements, the studied reticence,
the varied tones_of_voice, the now bold, now faltering_glances,_full
of hatred and suspicion, which follow_each_other_in rapid succession,
mostly on the