Moreover, this day, so close, was the last of the carnival; it was Shrove Tuesday.

That circumstance ought to help your memory." "That evening, I went out walking," murmured Albert.
"Now," continued the magistrate, "where did you dine ?" "At home, as usual." "No, not as usual.

At the end of your meal, you asked for a bottle of Bordeaux, of which you drank the whole.

You doubtless had need of some extra excitement for your subsequent plans." "I had no plans," replied the prisoner with very evident uneasiness.
"You make a mistake.

Two friends came to seek you.