Chapter

  1        I|         well to consult the Baron d’Escorval.”~ ~“Yes, yes!” exclaimed
  2        I|             the Bourbons Monsieur d’Escorval is of no account whatever?
  3        I|               a visit to Monsieur d’Escorval would, perhaps, do us more
  4        I|           exclaimed. “If Monsieur d’Escorval has no counsel to give us
  5        I|          top-boots like the Baron d’Escorval. He no longer works; he
  6       II|              belongs to the Baron d’Escorval.~ ~And, if the day is clear,
  7       II|              I had heard Monsieur d’Escorval declare that the duke had
  8       II|          You will thank the Baron d’Escorval for his attention, my dear
  9       II|          daughter and I.”~ ~Young d’Escorval had seen, at the first glance,
 10       IV|              quietly, “am Maurice d’Escorval.”~ ~They surveyed each other
 11       IV|        shall meet again, Monsieur d’Escorval,” he said, as he retired.
 12        V|            The abode of the Baron d’Escorval, that brick structure with
 13        V|          was known as the Chateau d’Escorval, but that appellation was
 14        V|      imposing establishment.~ ~M. d’Escorval—and it will be an eternal
 15        V|           laden with millions, M. d’Escorval’s worldly possessions consisted
 16        V|             time he had not come to Escorval of his own free will.~ ~
 17        V|         even in this solitude, M. d’Escorval’s situation was not without
 18        V|       powerful.~ ~“Take care!” M. d’Escorval’s friends wrote him from
 19        V|           the Reign of Terror, M. d’Escorval had wrested from the guillotine
 20        V|           the Tuileries, where M. d’Escorval’s worth made him eagerly
 21        V|            No. For a long time M. d’Escorval had seen the prodigious
 22        V|        first Sunday in August, M. d’Escorval and his wife had been unusually
 23        V|          the two roads leading from Escorval to the chateau, and to the
 24        V|            of her father.~ ~Young d’Escorval followed them at a distance,
 25        V|           my daughter so.”~ ~Mme. d’Escorval, after kissing Marie-Anne,
 26        V|           outburst of despair, M. d’Escorval turned pale.~ ~“You must
 27        V|           of his own senses. Mme. d’Escorval’s indignant and sorrowful
 28        V|          the Duc de Sairmeuse, M. d’Escorval offered him his hand.~ ~“
 29        V|         done only his duty.”~ ~M. d’Escorval turned to the young girl,
 30        V|           have been averted.~ ~M. d’Escorval had regained his usual coolness.~ ~“
 31        V|             remain with me.”~ ~M. d’Escorval thought it his duty to interfere.~ ~“
 32       VI|       Sairmeuse, and in the park at Escorval.~ ~Together they chased
 33       VI|              Lacheneur died, Mme. d’Escorval mourned for her as she would
 34       VI|           shall not accompany me to Escorval on the coming of your vacation,
 35       VI|        their plans.~ ~M. and Mme. d’Escorval saw no objection to their
 36       VI|          course, my son,” said M. d’Escorval, deeply affected; “you have
 37       VI|             s evident agony, Mme. d’Escorval interposed:~ ~“You must
 38       VI|            the hearts of both, M. d’Escorval and Lacheneur sprang out
 39       VI|           without cessation.~ ~M. d’Escorval listened with knitted brows.~ ~“
 40       VI|           prudent!” insisted Mme. d’Escorval, who already saw her son
 41       VI|             him to stop,” said M. d’Escorval.~ ~Lacheneur leaned over
 42       VI|           Sairmeuse!”~ ~It was as d’Escorval had thought.~ ~“The same
 43       VI|           for vengeance.~ ~And M. d’Escorval was silent, fearing to aggravate
 44       VI|            to you.”~ ~M. and Mme. d’Escorval endeavored to detain him,
 45     VIII|    happiness, can realize Maurice d’Escorval’s disappointment.~ ~All
 46     VIII|      permission to withdraw.~ ~M. d’Escorval and the baroness exchanged
 47     VIII|           Maurice!” murmured Mme. d’Escorval, as soon as her son had
 48     VIII|             decide his fate. Mme. d’Escorval was obliged to exert all
 49     VIII|                 On recognizing M. d’Escorval’s son, the peasants became
 50       IX|        addressed to Chanlouineau at Escorval by M. Lacheneur on the preceding
 51       IX|              Maurice. Go away—leave Escorval—forget me!”~ ~“Forget you,
 52        X|            Marie-Anne and Maurice d’Escorval, and obeying an angry impulse,
 53       XI|             de Sairmeuse, Maurice d’Escorval’s first thought was this:~ ~“
 54       XI|              believe me, Monsieur d’Escorval, it is no fault of ours.”~ ~“
 55       XI|            out the house of Baron d’Escorval.”~ ~“Eh bien! sir, I cannot
 56       XI|              As for you, Monsieur d’Escorval,” said he, rudely, “I hope
 57       XI|           until he saw that young d’Escorval was out of hearing that
 58      XII|        looked at that little fool d’Escorval! What would not one give
 59      XII|            triumph of her beauty. D’Escorval remains to be disposed of——”~ ~
 60      XII|           cannot call this little d’Escorval to account for his insolence.
 61      XII|           his daughter to Maurice d’Escorval whom she loved, to bestow
 62      XIV|         under foot.~ ~The name of d’Escorval heard, above the clink of
 63      XIV|         neighborhood of the Baron d’Escorval.~ ~“The presence of such
 64      XIV|             intense anxiety in M. d’Escorval’s breast had he seen the
 65      XIV|          step was taken the Baron d’Escorval and his family would be
 66      XIV|            impolitic.~ ~“Monsieur d’Escorval,” he remarked, “is one of
 67      XIV|             friends.”~ ~“Monsieur d’Escorval is not my friend,” replied
 68       XV|            the house of the Baron d’Escorval.~ ~Some bowed; others spoke
 69       XV|          with suffering that Mme. d’Escorval, on seeing him, was seized
 70       XV|           not weep,” thought Mme. d’Escorval; “then I should not be so
 71       XV|         dying!”~ ~With a bound M. d’Escorval reached his son’s chamber,
 72       XV|             sent for the cure. M. d’Escorval followed their example,
 73       XV|         honored the man.~ ~For M. d’Escorval, above all others, Abbe
 74       XV|       seized him when he saw Mme. d’Escorval at the gate watching for
 75       XV|       disappointment in love,” M. d’Escorval replied, with a despairing
 76       XV|           that night seemed to M. d’Escorval and his wife, those only
 77       XV|           useless?’”~ ~“No.”~ ~M. d’Escorval sat for a moment in silence.~ ~“
 78      XVI|             was the path which M. d’Escorval, faithful to his resolution,
 79      XVI|          peasant girls.~ ~When M. d’Escorval entered she rose, and for
 80      XVI|           head proudly, sought M. d’Escorval’s eyes, and when she had
 81      XVI|              do not suffer?”~ ~M. d’Escorval was abashed for a moment;
 82      XVI|                At the sight of M. d’Escorval he uttered an oath. But
 83      XVI|             s words had thrown M. d’Escorval was so intense that it was
 84      XVI|         manner that he invited M. d’Escorval to follow him into the adjoining
 85      XVI|            was Chanlouineau.~ ~M. d’Escorval did not remember that he
 86      XVI|           are alone!”~ ~“Monsieur d’Escorval is not a stranger.” Chanlouineau
 87      XVI|          separation? Such were M. d’Escorval’s reflections.~ ~“To say
 88      XVI|          sinister suspicion in M. d’Escorval’s mind.~ ~“Good God!” he
 89      XVI|             to turn pedler.”~ ~M. d’Escorval could not believe his ears. “
 90      XVI|             absurd!” exclaimed M. d’Escorval. “People can scarcely earn
 91      XVI|             if wishing to make M. d’Escorval understand that his visit
 92      XVI|           longer be any doubt. M. d’Escorval seized Lacheneur’s hands,
 93      XVI|             significance, that M. d’Escorval stood as if petrified.~ ~“
 94      XVI|             door and turned to M. d’Escorval.~ ~The baron, still standing
 95      XVI|         sure of Marie-Anne.”~ ~M. d’Escorval shuddered.~ ~“In other words,”
 96      XVI|             will not do,” said M. d’Escorval, proudly.~ ~His words and
 97      XVI|             annoyed at meeting M. d’Escorval; but he nevertheless bowed
 98      XVI|           were on their way.~ ~M. d’Escorval could do no more. To speak
 99      XVI|          retraced his steps.~ ~M. d’Escorval was amazed and confounded.~ ~“
100     XVII|          the very day on which M. d’Escorval came to ask an explanation
101     XVII|             with Marie-Anne.~ ~M. d’Escorval did not remain long; she
102     XVII|              because——”~ ~Maurice d’Escorval’s name trembled upon her
103     XVII|             he recognized Maurice d’Escorval.~ ~
104    XVIII|          his son’s confession, M. d’Escorval was prudent enough to make
105    XVIII|           speak to his father. M. d’Escorval promptly made his appearance.~ ~“
106    XVIII|               cried Maurice.~ ~M. d’Escorval felt that denial was useless.~ ~“
107    XVIII|             too evident.~ ~But M. d’Escorval had armed himself with the
108    XVIII|            writhes in agony.~ ~M. d’Escorval wished to extinguish the
109    XVIII|           have my suspicions,” M. d’Escorval replied; “but only suspicions.
110    XVIII|         thus consoled,” said Mme. d’Escorval, delighted to see her son’
111    XVIII|            circumstances, Maurice d’Escorval would have been dismayed
112    XVIII|             said to you, Monsieur d’Escorval,” said Lacheneur, rudely.~ ~
113    XVIII|             also compromise Baron d’Escorval? You think you are risking
114    XVIII|          said:~ ~“Still, Monsieur d’Escorval, it is necessary for you
115      XIX|             it was really Maurice d’Escorval whom the Marquis de Sairmeuse
116      XIX|       hastened to the Reche.~ ~M. d’Escorval could not fail to remark
117      XIX|             four o’clock, that M. d’Escorval and the cure started for
118       XX|        Midon, Chanlouineau, Baron d’Escorval——”~ ~“Enough!” cried the
119       XX|        ranks; Chanlouineau, young d’Escorval, your son——”~ ~M. de Sairmeuse
120      XXI|           astonishment; “Monsieur d’Escorval!”~ ~And foreseeing, perhaps,
121      XXI|            madness!” exclaimed M. d’Escorval. “Hatred has crazed you,
122      XXI|    Lacheneur, violently.~ ~But M. d’Escorval would not be silenced.~ ~
123      XXI|      descended the hill.~ ~But M. d’Escorval could not allow his own
124      XXI|             My son!” exclaimed M. d’Escorval; “unfortunate child!—it
125      XXI|        Farewell! my father.”~ ~M. d’Escorval appreciated the nobility
126      XXI|           rendezvous. By running to Escorval and harnessing the cabriolet,
127     XXII|             master of it.~ ~Baron d’Escorval had made him lose twenty
128     XXII|            must she not, Monsieur d’Escorval?”~ ~“Very well! I declare
129     XXII|              uttered with that of d’Escorval enlightened her at once.~ ~
130     XXII|           Two men alighted; Baron d’Escorval and Abbe Midon.~ ~They were
131     XXII|           fatigue and emotion, M. d’Escorval and the abbe followed the
132     XXII|        trouble to load them.~ ~M. d’Escorval and the abbe alone foresee
133    XXIII|    cabriolet which had brought M. d’Escorval and the abbe.~ ~At last
134    XXIII|           aside.~ ~“You, Monsieur d’Escorval,” he said, almost roughly, “
135     XXIV|       frequent absence, the Baron d’Escorval had concealed his fears
136     XXIV|           his part, explains Mme. d’Escorval’s astonishment when, on
137     XXIV|       strange precautions?~ ~Mme. d’Escorval waited, oppressed by vague
138     XXIV|          arms, and that the Baron d’Escorval was the leader of the revolt.~ ~
139     XXIV|            gain followers.~ ~Mme. d’Escorval could not be deceived by
140     XXIV|           telling his story, Mme. d’Escorval felt that she was going
141     XXIV|            here they are!”~ ~Mme. d’Escorval, followed by the servants,
142     XXIV|           restore her.~ ~But Mme. d’Escorval did not recognize Mlle.
143     XXIV|             with the hope that M. d’Escorval would reach home before
144     XXIV|          the cure approached Mme. d’Escorval.~ ~“Monsieur will soon be
145     XXIV|            fled first——”~ ~“Baron d’Escorval could not have fled,” she
146     XXIV|            great misery that Mme. d’Escorval obeyed the cure.~ ~Her body
147     XXIV|            their mistress.~ ~Mme. d’Escorval looked on with eyes dilated
148     XXIV|             and respected name of d’Escorval. Ah, I was mad! I was mad!”~ ~
149     XXIV|  Enlightened by the words of Mme. d’Escorval and by the confession of
150     XXIV|         room under the roof. Mme. d’Escorval retired to her own apartment,
151     XXIV|         felt convinced that Baron d’Escorval was a prisoner, and all
152     XXIV|            demanded.~ ~“The Baron d’Escorval, my father, who is absent,”
153     XXIV|             and hear. If Monsieur d’Escorval returns, bring him to me
154     XXIV|       Maurice, the abbe, and Mme. d’Escorval were again assembled in
155     XXIV|            child!” exclaimed Mme. d’Escorval; “where will you go?”~ ~
156      XXV|            the Croix d’Arcy, Mme. d’Escorval was ignorant of when she
157      XXV|         hearing these words, Mme. d’Escorval turned and hid her face
158      XXV|      counsels, my son,” said Mme. d’Escorval; “the abbe knows much better
159      XXV|       harnessing the horses. Mme. d’Escorval left the room to write a
160      XXV|         Come, let us start.” Mme. d’Escorval entered with a letter, which
161      XXV|             in the distance, Mme. d’Escorval and Marie-Anne fell upon
162      XXV|             he explained to young d’Escorval, as the horses dashed along,
163      XXV|         residence.~ ~At the name “d’Escorval,” the two officers evinced
164      XXV|           exclaimed.~ ~“The Baron d’Escorval is a prisoner, Monsieur,”
165      XXV|        acquaintances of the Baron d’Escorval averted their heads, on
166      XXV|          and among them the Baron d’Escorval and Chanlouineau.~ ~And
167      XXV|    despatched a messenger to Mme. d’Escorval and to Marie-Anne, in order
168     XXVI| Nevertheless, the man did not reach Escorval until nightfall.~ ~Beset
169     XXVI|           in the distance.~ ~Mme. d’Escorval tore the letter rather than
170     XXVI|            kept but three horses at Escorval. One was nearly dead from
171     XXVI|   accusations was resting.~ ~Mme. d’Escorval and Marie-Anne were talking
172     XXVI|          chateau were over, as M. d’Escorval had been arrested, and nothing
173     XXVI|       pursued their journey, Mme. d’Escorval and Marie-Anne saw the three
174     XXVI|            striking ten when Mme. d’Escorval and Marie-Anne alighted
175     XXVI|            the names of the Baron d’Escorval and Chanlouineau led all
176     XXVI|         promises to save Monsieur d’Escorval!”~ ~
177    XXVII|     composedly about him.~ ~Baron d’Escorval was calm and grave; but
178    XXVII|            the exception of Baron d’Escorval, there was not one prisoner
179    XXVII|           of the bench, the elder d’Escorval——”~ ~“Monsieur le Baron
180    XXVII|                 Monsieur le Baron d’Escorval was entirely ignorant of
181    XXVII|            exception of the elder d’Escorval.~ ~“This will shorten our
182    XXVII|           had arrested them.~ ~M. d’Escorval, whose case had been separated
183    XXVII|          delight, said:~ ~“Prisoner Escorval, stand up.”~ ~Thus called
184    XXVII|            Louis Guillaume, Baron d’Escorval, Commander of the Order
185    XXVII|            platform.~ ~“The Baron d’Escorval speaks the truth,” he cried,
186    XXVII|            regarding the prisoner d’Escorval?” demanded the duke.~ ~“
187    XXVII|             the house of Monsieur d’Escorval that Lacheneur hastened
188    XXVII|             that!” said he. “This d’Escorval calls the restitution of
189    XXVII|          the guillotine.”~ ~Baron d’Escorval had just signed his death-warrant.~ ~
190    XXVII|             hands, and that Baron d’Escorval was about to be overwhelmed
191    XXVII|            must she not, Monsieur d’Escorval?’ I believe that the brigand
192    XXVII|      present believed so.~ ~Baron d’Escorval appeared to be guilty. Was
193    XXVII|          deliberate. This gave M. d’Escorval an opportunity to speak
194    XXVII|      remaining twenty-one, and M. d’Escorval and Chanlouineau were among
195   XXVIII|      answered in response to Mme. d’Escorval’s questions. “The cure will
196   XXVIII|          husband!” exclaimed Mme. d’Escorval, springing wildly from her
197   XXVIII|             No,” said he; “Madame d’Escorval will never forgive us if
198   XXVIII|             what had taken place at Escorval, but he divined it by the
199   XXVIII|          almost certain that Mme. d’Escorval was in Montaignac; he was
200   XXVIII|        leaving the house of Baron d’Escorval, on that Sunday evening,
201   XXVIII|          innocent man——”~ ~“Baron d’Escorval?”~ ~“Yes—the father of—Maurice!”~ ~
202     XXIX|             believe that Monsieur d’Escorval can be saved.”~ ~“Speak!”
203     XXIX|            ask mercy for Monsieur d’Escorval.”~ ~“Not mercy, but justice.
204     XXIX|         written?”~ ~“By the elder d’Escorval, or by your father.”~ ~“
205     XXIX|           and liberty of Monsieur d’Escorval.”~ ~The duke started as
206     XXIX|            his anxiety he gave M. d’Escorval his title—“a thousand times
207     XXIX|             the opinions of Baron d’Escorval—an old soldier who fought
208     XXIX|            soldier left on guard at Escorval after the troops left the
209     XXIX|            distance from Monsieur d’Escorval’s window to the ground?”~ ~“
210     XXIX|        cannot do the friends of the Escorval family will do.”~ ~The duke
211      XXX|             Montaignac, the Baron d’Escorval had not for an instant deluded
212      XXX|       burning glance surprised M. d’Escorval, but he attributed both
213      XXX|         room into the other.~ ~M. d’Escorval mechanically applied his
214      XXX|           valley of the Oiselle and Escorval.~ ~Escorval, that lovely
215      XXX|             Oiselle and Escorval.~ ~Escorval, that lovely retreat where
216      XXX|             of the citadel.”~ ~M. d’Escorval smiled sadly. Some attentions
217      XXX|           heard nothing from Mme. d’Escorval and from Maurice.~ ~Could
218      XXX|          middle of the room.~ ~M. d’Escorval caught them up. Someone
219      XXX|        wound about a bobbin.~ ~M. d’Escorval rubbed his eyes as if to
220      XXX|             intense curiosity, M. d’Escorval was on the point of rapping
221      XXX|        thought.~ ~The man whom M. d’Escorval believed to be his friend
222      XXX|         going to hand it to Baron d’Escorval, to whom I have already
223      XXX|       ignorant peasant?”~ ~Now M. d’Escorval understood. He was not dreaming;
224      XXX|            two rows of them.~ ~M. d’Escorval set to work.~ ~He had supposed
225      XXX|            anything, call.”~ ~M. de Escorval’s heart throbbed almost
226      XXX|             door was closed.~ ~M. d’Escorval bounded from his chair.
227      XXX|      scarcely begun,” murmured M. d’Escorval.~ ~The corporal inspected
228      XXX|           while Bavois worked, M. d’Escorval read, read, read.~ ~He had
229      XXX|             was interrupted by M. d’Escorval, who, without discontinuing
230      XXX|              Are you ready?”~ ~M. d’Escorval lifted his arms, the rope
231      XXX|      breathless.~ ~They were Mme. d’Escorval and Maurice, Marie-Anne,
232      XXX|             be none other than M. d’Escorval. Transported with happiness,
233      XXX|             still night air.~ ~M. d’Escorval was falling from a height
234     XXXI|          for the release of Baron d’Escorval.~ ~It was because he believed
235     XXXI|            At that very moment M. d’Escorval and Corporal Bavois were
236    XXXII|            save the life of Baron d’Escorval—an enemy—to wrest him from
237    XXXII|          guards hastened to Baron d’Escorval’s room—it was empty.~ ~The
238    XXXII|          how to find this traitor d’Escorval,” he remarked.~ ~M. de Courtornieu,
239    XXXII|            sow the description of d’Escorval broadcast through the land.~ ~
240    XXXII|           and of the son of Baron d’Escorval.~ ~Among the officers present
241    XXXII|            evident that the Baron d’Escorval and Corporal Bavois had
242    XXXII|           de Sairmeuse, “if Baron d’Escorval has broken his neck, I shall
243    XXXII|           our name, to save Baron d’Escorval. If he has been killed it
244    XXXII|             my son?”~ ~“For Baron d’Escorval.”~ ~“He escaped last night.”~ ~“
245   XXXIII|             testify against Baron d’Escorval, she coldly replied:~ ~“
246   XXXIII|        believed that it was Baron d’Escorval who was with the rebels,
247   XXXIII|          When they said “Monsieur d’Escorval,” they referred to the baron.~ ~
248   XXXIII|          anxiety concerning Baron d’Escorval.~ ~What had become of the
249   XXXIII|         knew all their plans—Mme. d’Escorval and Marie-Anne, the abbe
250   XXXIII|            that in which Monsieur d’Escorval was confined. He remained
251   XXXIII|           thought, “that Monsieur d’Escorval has not even deigned to
252   XXXIII|          what has become of Baron d’Escorval,” said Martial.~ ~Chupin
253   XXXIII|          you to discover Monsieur d’Escorval in order to denounce him;
254   XXXIII|          foreign country with the d’Escorval family.~ ~When summoned
255    XXXIV|         this on behalf of Maurice d’Escorval.”~ ~With an eager hand,
256    XXXIV|          name, the~ life of Baron d’Escorval.~ ~“You did, indeed, bring
257    XXXIV|        worthy~ of you.~ ~“Maurice d’Escorval.”~ ~The duke was in despair.
258     XXXV|             rock upon which Baron d’Escorval and Corporal Bavois rested
259     XXXV|            had made him forget M. d’Escorval. At the thought of him,
260     XXXV|     threatening tone, “that Baron d’Escorval falls and you succeed in
261     XXXV|             trusted poor Monsieur d’Escorval, he would be alive now.”~ ~“
262     XXXV|             is examining Monsieur d’Escorval’s wounds now. It was by
263     XXXV|            head supported on Mme. d’Escorval’s knee.~ ~His face was not
264     XXXV|             little higher on Mme. d’Escorval’s knee.~ ~This change of
265     XXXV|         attempt to carry Monsieur d’Escorval across the frontier in his
266     XXXV|         litter and carry Monsieur d’Escorval to the house of this honest
267     XXXV|         likely to attend Monsieur d’Escorval. Mademoiselle Lacheneur
268     XXXV|         very well! Bring Monsieur d’Escorval. There is no one here but
269     XXXV|       window, Abbe Midon and Mme. d’Escorval watched the little cortege,
270     XXXV|      officers who befriended Mme. d’Escorval and Maurice—who lent their
271     XXXV|           hearts when they saw M. d’Escorval reposing under Father Poignot’
272     XXXV|             wounded man was Baron d’Escorval, there was not one who turned
273     XXXV|             he knew nothing of M. d’Escorval’s flight or of M. Lacheneur’
274    XXXVI|           none other than Maurice d’Escorval.~ ~“But the conspiracy will
275    XXXVI|           Arcy, had wrested Baron d’Escorval from the hands of his executioners,
276    XXXVI|        longer in France, Monsieur d’Escorval, you are in Piedmont.”~ ~“
277    XXXVI|             attentively, Monsieur d’Escorval. I am about to take my leave,
278    XXXVI|           the marriage of Maurice d’Escorval and of Marie-Anne Lacheneur,
279    XXXVI|          seemed to him that Baron d’Escorval must have been discovered
280   XXXVII|        arrangements for the Baron d’Escorval’s escape, a difficulty presented
281   XXXVII|       flight. Not until he saw M. d’Escorval installed in Poignot’s house
282   XXXVII|           the way to Turin.”~ ~M. d’Escorval’s lips moved as if he were
283  XXXVIII|             father-in-law Maurice d’Escorval’s letter.~ ~One might have
284  XXXVIII|       answer am I to give Maurice d’Escorval?”~ ~“Nothing! You will take
285  XXXVIII|      condemned the innocent Baron d’Escorval to death? Was it not the
286  XXXVIII|            to lead him to Maurice d’Escorval, it was because he hoped
287       XL|          rendezvous which Maurice d’Escorval had appointed?”~ ~“Marquis!”~ ~“
288      XLI|      decided to say nothing to M. d’Escorval of his son’s return, and
289      XLI|             and the abbe and Mme. d’Escorval went downstairs to talk
290      XLI|             conceal it from Baron d’Escorval.~ ~“You have heard something,
291      XLI|             And why?” insisted M. d’Escorval. “If I am recaptured, what
292      XLI|             a poison there.”~ ~M. d’Escorval understood it in this way,
293      XLI|          tend to prove that Baron d’Escorval was concealed near Turin.~ ~
294     XLII|            of her lovers, Maurice d’Escorval.”~ ~“You are mistaken.”~ ~“
295    XLIII|            but the one which Mme. d’Escorval had given her on the night
296     XLIV|           neither you nor Maurice d’Escorval can be accused of complicity
297     XLIV|             that condemned Baron~ d’Escorval to death, or for procuring
298     XLIV|             of her child, Maurice d’Escorval, had not given a sign of
299     XLIV|          hours later.~ ~“Monsieur d’Escorval agrees with me that we must
300     XLIV|               said she. “Monsieur d’Escorval will give himself up to
301     XLIV|        clock we will put Monsieur d’Escorval in a carriage; and we will
302     XLIV|        longer be alone, that Mme. d’Escorval would be with her to talk
303      XLV|            had she heard Monsieur d’Escorval’s or the abbe’s name mentioned,
304     XLVI|          voice.~ ~She called Mme. d’Escorval, the abbe, Maurice, her
305     XLVI|            first time since Baron d’Escorval’s escape.”~ ~The effort
306     XLVI|        expecting?~ ~To name Baron d’Escorval to Blanche, would it not
307     XLVI|            am the wife of Maurice d’Escorval. Here is the proof—read.”~ ~
308    XLVII|       persons who witnessed Baron d’Escorval’s terrible fall, the abbe
309    XLVII|           secluded farm-house, M. d’Escorval was able to sit up and to
310    XLVII|            which was to convey M. d’Escorval to his new home.~ ~The worthy
311    XLVII|         leading to the loft.~ ~M. d’Escorval had not thought of the moment
312    XLVII|         slowly on its way.~ ~Mme. d’Escorval, leaning upon the abbe’s
313    XLVII|             not observe that Mme. d’Escorval was leaning more and more
314    XLVII|         still no response.~ ~Mme. d’Escorval and the abbe had now overtaken
315    XLVII|           father’s house.”~ ~Mme. d’Escorval took a seat in the cart
316    XLVII|          can I guess?”~ ~“Maurice d’Escorval and Corporal Bavois.”~ ~“
317    XLVII|          His Majesty for Monsieur d’Escorval. From this moment, he is
318    XLVII|            farm-house and return to Escorval. He is free, he is saved,
319   XLVIII|     Marie-Anne’s child to Maurice d’Escorval.~ ~She paused abruptly in
320   XLVIII|             in the revision of M. d’Escorval’s case.~ ~These documents,
321     XLIX|       advice and kind friends. M. d’Escorval and the abbe had exerted
322     XLIX|            presbytery, the other at Escorval, as in days gone by.~ ~Acquitted
323     XLIX|             was an honored guest at Escorval; and these devoted friends
324     LIII|            Baron and the Baroness d’Escorval, and old Corporal Bavois
325     LIII|            still alive.~ ~Maurice d’Escorval, who had entered the magistracy,
326     LIII|            child? One was Maurice d’Escorval, of course, but who was
327      LIV|             Lacheneur and Maurice d’Escorval, drawn up by the Cure of
328       LV|         instruction, when Maurice d’Escorval entered.~ ~They recognized
329       LV|            a message for Monsieur d’Escorval? Any insignificant message—
330       LV|          pocket was a note for M. d’Escorval from M. Segmuller. His joy
331       LV|       Segmuller’s note to Maurice d’Escorval.~ ~The next morning about
332       LV|        himself at the house of M. d’Escorval.~ ~“Monsieur is in his study
333       LV|        departed without seeing M. d’Escorval. He resisted the temptation
334       LV|            letter from M. Maurice d’Escorval.~ ~With a bound, Martial
335       LV|          apply to you.~ ~“Maurice d’Escorval.”~ ~For a moment Martial
336       LV|      ventured to imitate Monsieur d’Escorval’s writing.”~ ~And as Martial