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  1        I|          delivered his message.~ ~M. Lacheneur staggered beneath
  2       II|         was the path traversed by M. Lacheneur after Chupin
  3       II|          Citoyen Lacheneur became M. Lacheneur.~ ~Appointed
  4       II|         known him in former days, M. Lacheneur had become unrecognizable.
  5       II|         lost their heads! But he, M. Lacheneur, had been wise
  6       II|       this gate closed?” demanded M. Lacheneur, with unwonted
  7       II|         your tongue!” interrupted M. Lacheneur. “I dismiss you;
  8       II|           been interesting.~ ~But M. Lacheneur could not hear
  9       II|         sound of this dear voice, M. Lacheneur trembled like
 10       II|  rightfully and lawfully ours.”~ ~M. Lacheneur hesitated a moment
 11       II|          dead.”~ ~This scene that M. Lacheneur was relating
 12       II|       this, can you forget it?”~ ~M. Lacheneur appeared almost
 13       II|           be made,” she repeated. M. Lacheneur wrung his hands.~ ~“
 14       II|       Honor speaks, my father.”~ ~M. Lacheneur made the arm-chair
 15       II|           in the neighborhood.”~ ~M. Lacheneur sank back in
 16       II|       hospitality of our cure.”~ ~M. Lacheneur rose, unable
 17      III|         for their old masters?”~ ~M. de Sairmeuse shrugged his
 18      III|     before the house of the cure, M. de Sairmeuse was persuaded
 19      III|           the table was spread.~ ~M. de Sairmeuse took an inventory
 20      III|           out into the passage.~ ~M. de Sairmeuse and his son
 21      III|          sensibly diminished; and M. de Sairmeuse deemed it
 22      III|      terrible appetite evinced by M. de Sairmeuse and his son.~ ~“
 23       IV|          said the cure, coldly.~ ~M. de Sairmeuse was about
 24       IV|        impertinent response, when M. Lacheneur appeared, followed
 25       IV|           Marie-Anne, rather than M. Lacheneur, “to reassure
 26       IV|        that morning, went to warn M. Lacheneur of the duke’s
 27        V|         imposing establishment.~ ~M. dEscorval—and it will
 28        V|       return laden with millions, M. dEscorval’s worldly possessions
 29        V|        And even in this solitude, M. dEscorval’s situation
 30        V|          powerful.~ ~“Take care!” M. dEscorval’s friends wrote
 31        V|           of the Reign of Terror, M. dEscorval had wrested
 32        V|           at the Tuileries, where M. dEscorval’s worth made
 33        V|         them? No. For a long time M. dEscorval had seen the
 34        V|           first Sunday in August, M. dEscorval and his wife
 35        V|        had sent his son to inform M. Lacheneur.~ ~He had requested
 36        V|          join them, and addressed M. Lacheneur.~ ~“We are just
 37        V|         not doubt it when one saw M. Lacheneur enter the drawing-room.~ ~
 38        V|          to look and to listen to M. Lacheneur.~ ~He had recovered
 39        V|         this outburst of despair, M. dEscorval turned pale.~ ~“
 40        V| Unconscious of what he was doing, M. Lacheneur threw his hat
 41        V|         without flinching.~ ~When M. Lacheneur had repeated
 42        V|          to the Duc de Sairmeuse, M. dEscorval offered him
 43        V|        has done only his duty.”~ ~M. dEscorval turned to the
 44        V|           persons are capable.”~ ~M. Lacheneur turned to his
 45        V|           hear the remark made by M. Lacheneur. Had they overheard
 46        V|        might have been averted.~ ~M. dEscorval had regained
 47        V|        still judges in France.”~ ~M. Lacheneur shook his head.~ ~“
 48        V|           will remain with me.”~ ~M. dEscorval thought it his
 49       VI|        nor disturb their plans.~ ~M. and Mme. dEscorval saw
 50       VI|         no objection.~ ~So far as M. Lacheneur was concerned,
 51       VI|           lips of the baron or of M. Lacheneur, there was a
 52       VI|        your course, my son,” said M. dEscorval, deeply affected; “
 53       VI|        demand it.”~ ~He turned to M. Lacheneur, and added:~ ~“
 54       VI|         gleam of pride flashed in M. Lacheneur’s eyes; but his
 55       VI|           It cannot be,” repeated M. Lacheneur; “and the day
 56       VI|         exclaimed the baroness.~ ~M. Lacheneur shook his head.~ ~“
 57       VI|          mother was not mistaken. M. Lacheneur hesitated a moment;
 58       VI|     clutching the hearts of both, M. dEscorval and Lacheneur
 59       VI|           is the enemy,” muttered M. Lacheneur, in a tone which
 60       VI|        other without cessation.~ ~M. dEscorval listened with
 61       VI|          Chanlouineau!” exclaimed M. Lacheneur.~ ~“The owner
 62       VI|            Ask him to stop,” said M. dEscorval.~ ~Lacheneur
 63       VI|        will never steal again.”~ ~M. Lacheneur was confounded.~ ~“
 64       VI|   forgotten only one thing,” said M. Lacheneur; “that is, to
 65       VI|       desire for vengeance.~ ~And M. dEscorval was silent,
 66       VI|    believed, would be terrible.~ ~M. Lacheneur had risen from
 67       VI|    proposition to make to you.”~ ~M. and Mme. dEscorval endeavored
 68      VII|        absurd pretence of a gift, M. de Sairmeuse thought to
 69     VIII|         another party—the will of M. Lacheneur.~ ~The remainder
 70     VIII|         permission to withdraw.~ ~M. dEscorval and the baroness
 71     VIII|           mansion whose threshold M. de Sairmeuse had not crossed
 72     VIII|     entered it.”~ ~On recognizing M. dEscorval’s son, the peasants
 73       IX|       Chanlouineau at Escorval by M. Lacheneur on the preceding
 74       IX|        supposed.~ ~But why should M. Lacheneur give his daughter
 75       IX|          succeeded each other, or M. Lacheneur’s secrets, or
 76        X|     obtained almost anything from M. de Sairmeuse by these arguments.~ ~“
 77        X|          way to the cottage which M. Lacheneur now occupied.~ ~“
 78       XI|          of alarm and surprise.~ ~M. Lacheneur stood before
 79       XI|            I refused it,” resumed M. Lacheneur, “and I do not
 80       XI|       gone, perhaps twenty paces, M. Lacheneur, with folded
 81       XI|      tried to excuse himself, but M. Lacheneur interrupted him.~ ~“
 82       XI|        were in despair. How could M. Lacheneur suppose them
 83       XI|          Duc de Sairmeuse held at M. Lacheneur’s disposal any
 84       XI|          francs, even more.~ ~But M. Lacheneur did not appear
 85       XI|       people,” he declared.~ ~But M. Lacheneur shrugged his
 86      XII|  Sairmeuse after his proposals to M. Lacheneur.~ ~At the risk
 87      XII| insinuations with evident horror, M. Lacheneur had received,
 88      XII|         rival rudely dismissed by M. Lacheneur; and yet the
 89      XII|         so—it became evident that M. Lacheneur’s conduct concealed
 90      XII|              What is all this?”~ ~M. de Sairmeuse laughed heartily.~ ~“
 91      XII|           right to the estate?”~ ~M. Sairmeuse actually turned
 92     XIII|        This was the tone in which M. de Sairmeuse was accustomed
 93     XIII|           He pressed the hands of M. de Sairmeuse and Martial,
 94     XIII|          was a poor relation whom M. de Courtornieu had sheltered,
 95     XIII|           the council convened in M. de Courtornieu’s cabinet.~ ~
 96      XIV|         and intense greediness of M. de Courtornieu’s noble
 97      XIV|         arouse intense anxiety in M. dEscorval’s breast had
 98       XV|             When, in obedience to M. Lacheneur’s imperative
 99       XV|         is dying!”~ ~With a bound M. dEscorval reached his
100       XV|         always sent for the cure. M. dEscorval followed their
101       XV|     priest honored the man.~ ~For M. dEscorval, above all others,
102       XV|          disappointment in love,” M. dEscorval replied, with
103       XV|         long that night seemed to M. dEscorval and his wife,
104       XV|  precautions useless?’”~ ~“No.”~ ~M. dEscorval sat for a moment
105      XVI|           XVI~ ~The cottage where M. Lacheneur had taken refuge
106      XVI|           This was the path which M. dEscorval, faithful to
107      XVI|         the peasant girls.~ ~When M. dEscorval entered she
108      XVI|          her head proudly, sought M. dEscorval’s eyes, and
109      XVI|            too, do not suffer?”~ ~M. dEscorval was abashed
110      XVI|     communicating door opened and M. Lacheneur appeared upon
111      XVI|      threshold.~ ~At the sight of M. dEscorval he uttered an
112      XVI|     Marie-Anne’s words had thrown M. dEscorval was so intense
113      XVI|          come, my dear friend.”~ ~M. Lacheneur looked suspiciously,
114      XVI|         of manner that he invited M. dEscorval to follow him
115      XVI|           One was Chanlouineau.~ ~M. dEscorval did not remember
116      XVI|        evidently out of temper.~ ~M. Lacheneur resumed:~ ~“Having
117      XVI|         he made repeated signs to M. Lacheneur to be silent.~ ~
118      XVI|        thousand francs!” repeated M. Lacheneur. “I had them
119      XVI|   honorable separation? Such were M. dEscorval’s reflections.~ ~“
120      XVI|          Like all passionate men, M. Lacheneur overdid his part.
121      XVI|           a sinister suspicion in M. dEscorval’s mind.~ ~“Good
122      XVI|          going to turn pedler.”~ ~M. dEscorval could not believe
123      XVI|        this is absurd!” exclaimed M. dEscorval. “People can
124      XVI|       then, as if wishing to make M. dEscorval understand that
125      XVI|             he said, brusquely.~ ~M. Lacheneur turned.~ ~“I
126      XVI|           no longer be any doubt. M. dEscorval seized Lacheneur’
127      XVI|       powerful significance, that M. dEscorval stood as if
128      XVI|       will fall and crush him?”~ ~M. Lacheneur cast a withering
129      XVI|     closed the door and turned to M. dEscorval.~ ~The baron,
130      XVI|         am sure of Marie-Anne.”~ ~M. dEscorval shuddered.~ ~“
131      XVI|        which I will not do,” said M. dEscorval, proudly.~ ~
132      XVI|       perhaps, annoyed at meeting M. dEscorval; but he nevertheless
133      XVI|          lively conversation with M. Lacheneur, telling him
134      XVI|      chateau were on their way.~ ~M. dEscorval could do no
135      XVI|         and retraced his steps.~ ~M. dEscorval was amazed and
136     XVII|         of them would have suited M. de Courtornieu well enough,
137     XVII|           was thus concluded; but M. de Courtornieu took good
138     XVII|           peremptorily.~ ~It cost M. de Courtornieu quite an
139     XVII|        had witnessed a miracle.~ ~M. de Courtornieu was no less
140     XVII|           could command a view of M. Lacheneur’s house.~ ~It
141     XVII|          be the very day on which M. dEscorval came to ask
142     XVII|         passed with Marie-Anne.~ ~M. dEscorval did not remain
143     XVII|         and clothing belonging to M. Lacheneur were coming.
144     XVII|           out, and after him came M. Lacheneur, Jean, Chanlouineau,
145     XVII|           everything but that.”~ ~M. Lacheneur made no reply.
146    XVIII|       After his son’s confession, M. dEscorval was prudent
147    XVIII|           to speak to his father. M. dEscorval promptly made
148    XVIII|           Well?” cried Maurice.~ ~M. dEscorval felt that denial
149    XVIII|           only too evident.~ ~But M. dEscorval had armed himself
150    XVIII|           and writhes in agony.~ ~M. dEscorval wished to extinguish
151    XVIII|            I have my suspicions,” M. dEscorval replied; “but
152    XVIII|          started for the abode of M. Lacheneur. On reaching
153    XVIII|           was therefore sure that M. Lacheneur and Marie-Anne
154    XVIII|           among his followers.”~ ~M. Lacheneur was terribly
155    XVIII|           request, Maurice,” said M. Lacheneur, “in less than
156    XVIII|           resigned to anything.~ ~M. Lacheneur was greatly moved.~ ~“
157    XVIII|        are one of us, then,” said M. Lacheneur, sternly; “but
158    XVIII|           joy.~ ~“Now,” continued M. Lacheneur, “I must tell
159    XVIII|           care of this matter.”~ ~M. Lacheneur paused and reflected
160      XIX|         the Lacheneur family; for M. Lacheneur had received
161      XIX|           prospering so well that M. Lacheneur had purchased
162      XIX|          to the house to speak to M. Lacheneur. There was an
163      XIX|     courage. He offered to assist M. Lacheneur in making up
164      XIX|         and Marie-Anne had become M. Lacheneur’s most intrepid
165      XIX|          hastened to the Reche.~ ~M. dEscorval could not fail
166      XIX|      half-past four oclock, that M. dEscorval and the cure
167      XIX|        about a dozen persons, and M. Lacheneur was speaking
168       XX|          the former poacher, whom M. de Sairmeuse had elevated
169       XX|       Chanlouineau’s dictation.~ ~M. de Sairmeuse read:~ ~“My
170       XX|            My uniform,” commanded M. de Sairmeuse; “my pistols!
171       XX|    pulling the skirt of his coat. M. de Sairmeuse turned:~ ~“
172       XX|           Escorval, your son——”~ ~M. de Sairmeuse was pouring
173       XX|           but hastened to consult M. de Courtornieu.~ ~He was
174       XX|           Ah, brigand!” exclaimed M. de Sairmeuse, “so you are
175       XX|   soldiers, and again started for M. de Courtornieu’s house.~ ~
176      XXI|        act of madness!” exclaimed M. dEscorval. “Hatred has
177      XXI|       Lacheneur, violently.~ ~But M. dEscorval would not be
178      XXI|         descended the hill.~ ~But M. dEscorval could not allow
179      XXI| determined.~ ~“My son!” exclaimed M. dEscorval; “unfortunate
180      XXI|           Farewell! my father.”~ ~M. dEscorval appreciated
181     XXII|           the centre of the band, M. Lacheneur felt his hair
182     XXII|        with shouts of derision.~ ~M. de Courtornieu, by his
183     XXII|          order had disappeared.~ ~M. Lacheneur could have wept
184     XXII|         with fatigue and emotion, M. dEscorval and the abbe
185     XXII|           trouble to load them.~ ~M. dEscorval and the abbe
186    XXIII|       cabriolet which had brought M. dEscorval and the abbe.~ ~
187    XXIII|           and the abbe.~ ~At last M. Lacheneur saw the fugitives
188    XXIII|      conspirators gathered around M. Lacheneur. In the little
189    XXIII|           of this little party.~ ~M. Lacheneur and his friends
190    XXIII|          thinking of the wounded, M. de Sairmeuse must decide
191    XXIII|       certainly he blessed—as had M. de Courtornieu— these honest
192    XXIII|           after a conference with M. de Courtornieu, he learned
193    XXIII|            Martial drew the bolt; M. de Sairmeuse entered, but
194    XXIII|           severely than I.”~ ~All M. de Sairmeuse’s doubts had
195     XXIV|        the Reche, to the house of M. Lacheneur.~ ~The silence,
196     XXIV|     themselves with the hope that M. dEscorval would reach
197      XXV|        trembling with fear.~ ~But M. Laugeron knew the real
198      XXV|               Naturally,” pursued M. Laugeron, “the two officers
199      XXV|        with a strong hand!” urged M. de Courtornieu.~ ~“I do
200     XXVI|         the chateau were over, as M. dEscorval had been arrested,
201     XXVI|     Maurice cried: “Come in,” and M. Laugeron instantly entered
202     XXVI|          The abbe understood what M. Laugeron meant, but dared
203    XXVII|        you no delay,” interrupted M. de Sairmeuse; “will you
204    XXVII|          who had arrested them.~ ~M. dEscorval, whose case
205    XXVII|           Which of you,” demanded M. de Sairmeuse, “will consent
206    XXVII|   defender.~ ~“Prisoner,” resumed M. de Sairmeuse, “state your
207    XXVII|      after a great misfortune.”~ ~M. de Sairmeuse turned to
208    XXVII|       conceal their satisfaction. M. de Sairmeuse, especially,
209    XXVII|      preventing this outbreak.”~ ~M. de Sairmeuse gave utterance
210    XXVII|         satisfaction that lighted M. de Sairmeuse’s face, the
211    XXVII|         advance for the audience. M. de Courtornieu cleaned
212    XXVII|          shall be cleared,” added M. de Sairmeuse. “And you,
213    XXVII|          to deliberate. This gave M. dEscorval an opportunity
214    XXVII|         remaining twenty-one, and M. dEscorval and Chanlouineau
215   XXVIII|           wordrevelations” made M. de Courtornieu hasten to
216   XXVIII|      anything, even to deliver up M. Lacheneur.~ ~To capture
217     XXIX|          your denials?” exclaimed M. de Sairmeuse.~ ~“I can
218     XXIX|        reason which still lighted M. de Sairmeuse’s mind, checked
219     XXIX|        imposed, what then?” asked M. de Sairmeuse.~ ~“In that
220     XXIX|            in his anxiety he gave M. dEscorval his title—“a
221     XXIX|   Precisely.”~ ~By the promptness M. de Sairmeuse displayed
222     XXIX|       will explain our wishes.”~ ~M. de Sairmeuse shrugged his
223      XXX|          burning glance surprised M. dEscorval, but he attributed
224      XXX|        one room into the other.~ ~M. dEscorval mechanically
225      XXX|      commander of the citadel.”~ ~M. dEscorval smiled sadly.
226      XXX|         the middle of the room.~ ~M. dEscorval caught them
227      XXX|          few lines was the letter M.~ ~But the baron did not
228      XXX|           wound about a bobbin.~ ~M. dEscorval rubbed his eyes
229      XXX|     resist his intense curiosity, M. dEscorval was on the point
230      XXX|           thought.~ ~The man whom M. dEscorval believed to
231      XXX|          ignorant peasant?”~ ~Now M. dEscorval understood.
232      XXX|          of the wall.~ ~This poor M. de Courtornieu had been
233      XXX|          for my word of honor.”~ ~M. de Courtornieu’s exclamation
234      XXX|        sneer was so apparent that M. de Courtornieu was sorely
235      XXX|       forever.”~ ~“But,” insisted M. de Courtornieu, “you have
236      XXX|          were two rows of them.~ ~M. dEscorval set to work.~ ~
237      XXX|          needs anything, call.”~ ~M. de Escorval’s heart throbbed
238      XXX|        What was coming now?~ ~Had M. de Courtornieu’s counsels
239      XXX|         as the door was closed.~ ~M. dEscorval bounded from
240      XXX|         scarcely begun,” murmured M. dEscorval.~ ~The corporal
241      XXX|          And while Bavois worked, M. dEscorval read, read,
242      XXX|        when he was interrupted by M. dEscorval, who, without
243      XXX|    joining you. Are you ready?”~ ~M. dEscorval lifted his arms,
244      XXX|          could be none other than M. dEscorval. Transported
245      XXX|       rent the still night air.~ ~M. dEscorval was falling
246     XXXI|      known in Montaignac was that M. Lacheneur’s horse was killed
247     XXXI|          truth to escape him, and M. Lacheneur might have been
248     XXXI|         Buried beneath his horse, M. Lacheneur had lost consciousness.~ ~
249     XXXI|         little shepherd-boy, whom M. Lacheneur had questioned,
250     XXXI|           was.~ ~“So be it,” said M. Lacheneur. “You will receive
251     XXXI|         Twilight was falling, but M. Lacheneur recognized Balstain.~ ~“
252     XXXI|    citadel.~ ~At that very moment M. dEscorval and Corporal
253    XXXII|          all frightfully angry.~ ~M. de Sairmeuse especially
254    XXXII|         Escorval,” he remarked.~ ~M. de Courtornieu, who was
255    XXXII|           Very strange!” approved M. de Courtornieu.~ ~“How
256    XXXII|              Nonsense!” exclaimed M. de Courtornieu; “if the
257    XXXII|        fright at the last moment, M de Courtornieu and the Duc
258   XXXIII|           Chupin was not alone.~ ~M. de Courtornieu and the
259   XXXIII|           of ministers, headed by M. Decazes, the minister of
260   XXXIII|          the Duc de Sairmeuse and M. de Courtornieu. They knew,
261   XXXIII|           not courage to do it.~ ~M. de Courtornieu encouraged
262    XXXIV|  mercilessly.~ ~Heaven knows that M. de Courtornieu and the
263    XXXIV|             He walked directly to M. de Courtornieu, who was
264    XXXIV|            in a terrible voice.~ ~M. de Courtornieu obeyed.
265    XXXIV|         his hands and threw it in M. de Courtornieu’s face,
266     XXXV|          joy, had made him forget M. dEscorval. At the thought
267     XXXV|        their hearts when they saw M. dEscorval reposing under
268     XXXV| unfortunately, he knew nothing of M. dEscorval’s flight or
269     XXXV|           Escorval’s flight or of M. Lacheneur’s arrest.~ ~But
270   XXXVII|          flight. Not until he saw M. dEscorval installed in
271   XXXVII|           on the way to Turin.”~ ~M. dEscorval’s lips moved
272   XXXVII|       than death; he had heard of M. Lacheneur’s execution;
273    XXXIX|           fled, Monsieur —all!”~ ~M. de Sairmeuse sprang up.~ ~“
274    XXXIX|     returns——”~ ~“Who can say?”~ ~M. de Sairmeuse struck the
275    XXXIX|     assume the responsibility?”~ ~M. de Courtornieu vainly tried
276       XL|           came to inform him that M. de Courtornieu and his
277       XL|           bosom, she handed it to M. de Sairmeuse, saying.~ ~“
278       XL|        were about to retire, when M. de Sairmeuse hastily threw
279       XL|      intonation and gesture, that M. de Sairmeuse was bewildered.~ ~
280       XL|         me his dupe?”~ ~His dupe! M. de Sairmeuse was so far
281      XLI|         decided to say nothing to M. dEscorval of his son’s
282      XLI|       pale.~ ~“And why?” insisted M. dEscorval. “If I am recaptured,
283      XLI|           find a poison there.”~ ~M. dEscorval understood it
284     XLII|         speak.”~ ~Who it was that M. de Courtornieu supposed
285     XLII|         removed the covering from M. de Courtornieu’s face—he
286    XLVII|    Poignot’s secluded farm-house, M. dEscorval was able to
287    XLVII|          cart which was to convey M. dEscorval to his new home.~ ~
288    XLVII|  staircase leading to the loft.~ ~M. dEscorval had not thought
289   XLVIII|  indispensable in the revision of M. dEscorval’s case.~ ~These
290     XLIX|          advice and kind friends. M. dEscorval and the abbe
291       LV|        enemy.~ ~But when he found M. Segmuller occupying Maurice’
292       LV|          the Palais de Justice.~ ~M. Segmuller did not seem
293       LV|        Such action on the part of M. Segmuller required not
294       LV|       been so much laughter about M. Segmuller’s grand seigneur,
295       LV|         his pocket was a note for M. dEscorval from M. Segmuller.
296       LV|       note for M. dEscorval from M. Segmuller. His joy was
297       LV|           should say when he took M. Segmuller’s note to Maurice
298       LV|           himself at the house of M. dEscorval.~ ~“Monsieur
299       LV|           departed without seeing M. dEscorval. He resisted
300       LV|           own hands a letter from M. Maurice dEscorval.~ ~With
301       LV|        not guilty was rendered by M. Segmuller in the case of
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