Part 10 (1/2)

”A. For that reason.

”Q. Are you accustomed to dine in the laboratory?

”A. We rarely dine there.

”Q. Could the murderer have known that you would dine there that evening?

”M. Stangerson. Good Heavens!-I think not. It was only when we returned to the pavilion at six o'clock, that we decided, my daughter and I, to dine there. At that moment I was spoken to by my gamekeeper, who detained me a moment, to ask me to accompany him on an urgent tour of inspection in a part of the woods which I had decided to thin. I put this off until the next day, and begged him, as he was going by the chateau, to tell the steward that we should dine in the laboratory. He left me, to execute the errand and I rejoined my daughter, who was already at work.

”Q. At what hour, mademoiselle, did you go to your chamber while your father continued to work there?

”A. At midnight.

”Q. Did Daddy Jacques enter The Yellow Room in the course of the evening?

”A. To shut the blinds and light the night-light.

”Q. He saw nothing suspicious?

”A. He would have told us if he had seen. Daddy Jacques is an honest man and very attached to me.

”Q. You affirm, Monsieur Stangerson, that Daddy Jacques remained with you all the time you were in the laboratory?

”M. Stangerson. I am sure of it. I have no doubt of that.

”Q. When you entered your chamber, mademoiselle, you immediately shut the door and locked and bolted it? That was taking unusual precautions, knowing that your father and your servant were there? Were you in fear of something, then?

”A. My father would be returning to the chateau and Daddy Jacques would be going to his bed. And, in fact, I did fear something.

”Q. You were so much in fear of something that you borrowed Daddy Jacques's revolver without telling him you had done so?

”A. That is true. I did not wish to alarm anybody,-the more, because my fears might have proved to have been foolish.

”Q. What was it you feared?

”A. I hardly know how to tell you. For several nights, I seemed to hear, both in the park and out of the park, round the pavilion, unusual sounds, sometimes footsteps, at other times the cracking of branches. The night before the attack on me, when I did not get to bed before three o'clock in the morning, on our return from the Elysee, I stood for a moment before my window, and I felt sure I saw shadows.

”Q. How many?

”A. Two. They moved round the lake,-then the moon became clouded and I lost sight of them. At this time of the season, every year, I have generally returned to my apartment in the chateau for the winter; but this year I said to myself that I would not quit the pavilion before my father had finished the resume of his works on the 'Dissociation of Matter' for the Academy. I did not wish that that important work, which was to have been finished in the course of a few days, should be delayed by a change in our daily habit. You can well understand that I did not wish to speak of my childish fears to my father, nor did I say anything to Daddy Jacques who, I knew, would not have been able to hold his tongue. Knowing that he had a revolver in his room, I took advantage of his absence and borrowed it, placing it in the drawer of my night-table.

”Q. You know of no enemies you have?

”A. None.

”Q. You understand, mademoiselle, that these precautions are calculated to cause surprise?

”M. Stangerson. Evidently, my child, such precautions are very surprising.

”A. No;-because I have told you that I had been uneasy for two nights.