he may be said to have skimmed the volume of human life."
"Thieves?" repeated the brother-in-law, with a meditative air.
The Doctor could have bitten his tongue out. He foresaw what was coming, and prepared his mind for a vigorous defence.
"Did you ever steal yourself?" asked Casimir, turning suddenly on Jean-Marie, and for the first time employing a single eyeglass which hung round his neck.
"Yes, sir," replied the boy, with a deep blush.
Casimir turned to the others with pursed lips, and nodded to them meaningly. "Hey?" said he; "how is that?"
"Jean-Marie is a teller of the truth," returned the Doctor, throwing out his bust.
"He has never told a lie," added madame. "He is the best of boys."
"Never told a lie, has he not?" reflected Casimir. "Strange, very strange. Give me your attention, my young friend," he continued. "You knew about this treasure?"
"He helped to bring it home," interposed the Doctor.
"Desprez, I ask you nothing but to hold your tongue," returned Casimir. "I mean to question this stable-boy of yours; and if you are so certain of his innocence, you can afford to let him answer for himself. Now, sir," he resumed, pointing his eyeglass straight at Jean-Marie. "You knew it could be stolen with impunity? You knew you could not be prosecuted? Come! Did you, or did you not?"
