human
But tell me, Monsieur Gascogne, said he,
gpt
Oh! perfectly sure, Monsieur le Ministre. He'll confess everything in the cab before he reaches the Prefecture.
human
My orders! well, my orders, they are, first, that you must act with the very greatest prudence. Yes, don't gather a mob of promenaders together. Try to arrange things so that the arrest may pass unperceived--and if you secure a confession keep it to yourself, don't communicate it to the newspapers. Yes, I particularly recommend that point to you, don't take the newspapers into your confidence at all--and finally, come and tell me everything, and observe secrecy, absolute secrecy, with everybody else.