Tearing his hair, he knelt beside the dead man.
Ludovic, however, maintained his calmness.

"We must say that it was an accident," observed he quickly.

"Thinking that Montlouis was not near, my master fired into cover." "'This was agreed to, and we carefully arranged what we should say.

It was I who went before the magistrate and made a deposition, which was unhesitatingly received.

But, oh, what a fearful day! My pulse is at eighty, and I feel I shall not sleep all night.