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...last week in a Quebec City courtroom, a prisoner looked straight ahead, his face expressionless. The prisoner: Albert Guay. The charge: "Having Sept. 9 at Sault au Cochon killed and assassinated . . . your wife...
Just before the plane took off from Quebec City, an excited woman had arrived at the field by taxi. She had a package which was suspiciously overweight for its size, but with the plane already warming up, the clerk rushed it aboard. The package was addressed to a Mr. Larouche at Baie Comeau. Mr. Larouche, it turned out, did not exist...
Inquiry then turned to the unidentified shipper. The taxi driver who had brought her to the airport recalled that she had asked him to drive carefully, saying: "These aren't eggs I'm carrying." Investigators soon discovered that she was Mrs. Marie Pitre, a 41-year-old Quebec City housewife who had had notes endorsed by Albert Guay. One day last week Mrs. Pitre, told by Guay that the police were shadowing her, took an overdose of sleeping tablets, was rushed to the hospital. There, as she began to recover, she admitted that she had shipped the mysterious...
...Series of Quarrels. Guay told police nothing. A slight, boyish-looking man with wavy hair, he had met Rita Morel, in a Quebec arsenal during the war. Their marriage became a long series of quarrels. Last spring Guay began going with a pretty young nightclub waitress named Marie-Ange Robitaille. Rita and her five-year-old daughter moved to her mother's home...
...little village of St. Sylvestre de Lotbiniére, 40 miles south of Quebec City, people found it hard to agree on the miracles reported at the Bélanger home. Week after week they had seen cars, many of them from the U.S., drive down the village's gravel road and stop before the Bélangers' whitewashed house. The visitors were given numbered tickets and ushered into a small, cluttered room. In the center was a round table, in one corner a twelve-inch statue of the Holy Virgin, in another an assortment of canes...