The death of the Count de Chalusse, the theft of his will and two million francs, the false accusation of Marguerite de Chalusse, make up a mystery which is solved only after some extraordinary adventures. Followed by Baron Trigault's Vengeance.
amations of anger and sorrow. I spoke to him, but he did not seem to hear me. However, after a few moments, he resumed his seat at the table, and began to eat----"
"He ate more than usual, monsieur. Only I must tell you that it seemed to me he was scarcely conscious of what he was doing. Four or five times he left the table, and then came back again. At last, after quite a struggle, he seemed to come to some decision. He tore the letter to pieces, and threw the pieces out of the window that opens upon the garden."
Mademoiselle Marguerite expressed herself with the utmost simplicity, and there was certainly nothing particularly extraordinary in her story. Still, those around her listened with breathless curiosity, as though they were expecting some startling revelation, so much does the human mind abhor that which is natural and incline to that which is mysterious.
Without seeming to notice the effect she had produced, and addressing herself to the physician alone, the g
Intriguing, although long-winded, and only the first of two volumes. Somewhat distasteful, assuming the depiction of Parisian life to be accurate, for it was impossible to trust anyone at the particular era.
I was pleasantly surprised by the high quality of this book. The plot is complex and original. It's a page-turner. I'm now reading the followup book, Baron Trigault's Vengeance.
A very well-written book full of the atmosphere of Paris in the nineteenth century. There is a lot of mystery - the plot is not obvious (not to me at least). Beware: it's only part one of a story. Baron Trigault's Vengeance follows.