Chapter 36

The sultry, airless evening was followed by a night of storm, but Barnett slept through the thunderclaps. The next day dawned clear and much cooler. Béchoux informed his friend that Louis Lenormand was to be examined by the magistrate up at the Saint-Prix house that afternoon. “I am going to complete the necessary formalities this morning,” he announced, sipping his coffee. After a moment he continued, “Won’t you change your mind and pop back to Paris?” “I’m sorry my society bores you so badly,” said Barnett sorrow…