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  1        I|           him. And this someone is Monsieur Laugeron, the proprietor
  2        I|         post-chaise, with his son, Monsieur Martial, and two servants.’”~ ~
  3        I|         affected commiseration.~ ~“Monsieur le Duc will not put you
  4        I|        know?”~ ~“I know it through Monsieur Laugeron, who, when I mounted
  5        I|        ours.”~ ~“That is true; but Monsieur de Sairmeuse is the great
  6        I|         the return of the Bourbons Monsieur d’Escorval is of no account
  7        I|         the older men; “a visit to Monsieur d’Escorval would, perhaps,
  8        I|           that?” he exclaimed. “If Monsieur d’Escorval has no counsel
  9        I|        that is our worthy ex-mayor—Monsieur Lacheneur, in short.”~ ~
 10        I|              remarked an old man; “Monsieur Lacheneur owns nearly all
 11        I|         Father Chupin. “Where does Monsieur Lacheneur live? In that
 12        I|          her fallals. I think that Monsieur Lacheneur ought to be very
 13       II|            I ventured. I had heard Monsieur d’Escorval declare that
 14       II|          the roots of her hair.~ ~“Monsieur,” said the young man, “my
 15      III|          know——”~ ~Shouts of “Vive Monsieur le Duc de Sairmeuse!” interrupted
 16      III|          know what is going on.~ ~“Monsieur has not yet returned from
 17      III|            she exclaimed, “here is Monsieur le Cure now!”~ ~The son
 18      III|         and what suffices for you, Monsieur Abbe, will suffice for us.
 19      III|           is to say there was one, Monsieur le Marquis.”~ ~The old housekeeper,
 20      III|        despair.~ ~“Blessed Virgin! Monsieur, what shall I do?” she clamored. “
 21      III|    appeared at the parlor door.~ ~“Monsieur le Duc,” said she, “Monsieur
 22      III|       Monsieur le Duc,” said she, “Monsieur Lacheneur and his daughter
 23       IV|   Sairmeuse repeated:~ ~“Lacheneur—Monsieur Lacheneur——”~ ~But Martial,
 24       IV|     demanded the duke, lightly.~ ~“Monsieur Lacheneur,” replied the
 25       IV|           increased.~ ~“Permit me, Monsieur le Duc,” he said, hastily, “
 26       IV|           hastily, “to remark that Monsieur Lacheneur exercises a great
 27       IV|      priest are not of this world, Monsieur,” said the cure, coldly.~ ~
 28       IV|         Will you take a seat, dear Monsieur Lacheneur?” said he, with
 29       IV|           a motion of the head.~ ~“Monsieur le Duc,” continued Lacheneur, “
 30       IV|            of shame, exclaimed:~ ~“Monsieur le Duc! Oh, Monsieur le
 31       IV|               Monsieur le Duc! Oh, Monsieur le Duc!”~ ~Lacheneur shrugged
 32       IV|          to say, for twenty years, Monsieur Lacheneur has played the
 33       IV|     quickly forward.~ ~“The proof, Monsieur,” said she, in a clear,
 34       IV|               We shall meet again, Monsieur d’Escorval,” he said, as
 35        V|        suffer.~ ~“It is only this, Monsieur le Baron,” replied the unfortunate
 36        V|             your words do me good, Monsieur,” said he. “Now, I am content
 37        V|         her heart.~ ~“And I, also, Monsieur Lacheneur,” she said, “desire
 38        V|            them.”~ ~“But——”~ ~“No, Monsieur, no. I wish to have nothing
 39        V|     forward.~ ~“This shall not be, Monsieur Lacheneur!” he exclaimed.~ ~“
 40       VI|                You will excuse me, Monsieur,” he said, addressing Lacheneur, “
 41       VI|         expression.~ ~“Believe me, Monsieur le Baron, I am deeply touched
 42       VI|        then, wish to ruin my life, Monsieur?” he exclaimed; “to ruin
 43       VI|       Lacheneur shook his head.~ ~“Monsieur Maurice,” said he, “is young;
 44       VI|            you hear is in honor of Monsieur le Duc de Sairmeuse.”~ ~“
 45       VI|           diligence, crying, ‘Vive Monsieur le Duc!’ The duke was enchanted,
 46       VI|           presbytery, between you, Monsieur Lacheneur, and the duke,
 47       VI|        came running. They say that Monsieur de Sairmeuse is a favorite
 48      VII|            from group to group.~ ~“Monsieur Lacheneur has given up Sairmeuse,”
 49     VIII|          cried. ‘I am betrothed to Monsieur Lacheneur’s daughter; the
 50     VIII|         old man.~ ~“Why so?”~ ~“If Monsieur Lacheneur is ruined, as
 51     VIII|        laughed heartily.~ ~“Ruined—Monsieur Lacheneur!” they exclaimed
 52     VIII| interrupted Maurice, indignantly. “Monsieur Lacheneur left Sairmeuse
 53        X|            in thought.~ ~“I think, Monsieur,” he said, at last, “that
 54       XI|                You are a stranger, Monsieur,” said he, in a voice which
 55       XI|         seeking the house to which Monsieur Lacheneur has retired.”~ ~“
 56       XI|         that all relations between Monsieur Lacheneur and Monsieur de
 57       XI|     between Monsieur Lacheneur and Monsieur de Sairmeuse were broken
 58       XI|           he replied, “believe me, Monsieur d’Escorval, it is no fault
 59       XI|             Permit me to hope that Monsieur Lacheneur will be less severe
 60       XI|            the scene of yesterday, Monsieur de Sairmeuse did not appear
 61       XI|       while we were in Montaignac, Monsieur Lacheneur’s enemies succeeded
 62       XI|     understood, and I did honor to Monsieur Lacheneur’s heroism. Hearing
 63       XI|          out of the village before Monsieur de Sairmeuse, already ashamed
 64       XI|          you, Marquis, go and find Monsieur Lacheneur, and obtain his
 65       XI|          her eyes.~ ~“I thank you, Monsieur,” she faltered, “in the
 66       XI|          thanks, if you can induce Monsieur Lacheneur to accept the
 67       XI|               You will never know, Monsieur,” he said, glancing alternately
 68       XI|         make yourself the judge of Monsieur Lacheneur’s honor, and take
 69       XI|          it is because I know that Monsieur Lacheneur will accept nothing
 70       XI|         had the honor of asking of Monsieur Lacheneur the hand of his
 71       XI|            Maurice.~ ~“As for you, Monsieur d’Escorval,” said he, rudely, “
 72       XI|     daughter——”~ ~“I swear to you, Monsieur—”~ ~“Oh, no oaths, if you
 73       XI|          the honor of meeting you, Monsieur le Marquis,” said he, “I
 74       XI|           was going to your house, Monsieur, and at his request.”~ ~“
 75       XI|                To your house, yes, Monsieur, to express our sincere
 76      XII|           frequent interviews with Monsieur Lacheneur in effecting a
 77      XII|           be indispensable.~ ~“Ah, Monsieur,” he cried, “we have been
 78      XII|   everywhere, my son and I. It was Monsieur le Duc——”~ ~“Very well,”
 79      XII|       Lacheneur—he no longer said “monsieur”—was unquestionably a rascal;
 80      XII|            to be married?”~ ~“Yes, Monsieur.”~ ~“And to whom?”~ ~“To
 81      XII|         reminds me too forcibly of Monsieur Lacheneur. It seems to me
 82      XII|           surely will not do this, Monsieur le Duc?” said he, earnestly.~ ~“
 83      XII|          like!”~ ~“Very well; but, Monsieur, I would think twice, if
 84     XIII|        with profound deference:~ ~“Monsieur de Courtornieu, Mademoiselle,
 85     XIII|              Oh! not in the least, Monsieur le Marquis, although this
 86     XIII|         her, this poor Marie-Anne, Monsieur le Marquis, since her father
 87     XIII|      letter.~ ~“You have heard it, Monsieur,” said she. “Can you understand
 88     XIII|    trespassing upon your kindness, Monsieur. I am boring you with my
 89     XIII|           my curiosity, while you, Monsieur, if you are present at the
 90      XIV|    admitted to be dangerous, since Monsieur Fouche has him upon his
 91      XIV|      measure was bad—impolitic.~ ~“Monsieur d’Escorval,” he remarked, “
 92      XIV|           defend your friends.”~ ~“Monsieur d’Escorval is not my friend,”
 93      XIV|     conduct is all the more grand, Monsieur.”~ ~But such was not the
 94       XV|        with a despairing gesture. “Monsieur Lacheneur has refused the
 95       XV|           You were not mistaken in Monsieur Lacheneur’s tone when he
 96      XVI|          news of him this morning, Monsieur, as I have had every day.
 97      XVI|       decision!”~ ~“I told him so, Monsieur, and I shall have the courage
 98      XVI|         found them:~ ~“Look at me, Monsieur. Do you think that I, too,
 99      XVI|            him!”~ ~“It must be so, Monsieur.”~ ~“You say this, my dear
100      XVI|            I can tell you nothing, Monsieur.”~ ~“What! you are so cruel
101      XVI|           it is you who are cruel, Monsieur; it is you who are without
102      XVI|            to do so. And you, too, Monsieur, in Heaven’s name, flee
103      XVI|        manner, as he said:~ ~“You, Monsieur, you here!”~ ~The consternation
104      XVI|              This is my son, Jean, Monsieur,” said Lacheneur. “He has
105      XVI|            until we are alone!”~ ~“Monsieur d’Escorval is not a stranger.”
106      XVI|           I must have wearied you, Monsieur, by telling you again and
107      XVI|        This——”~ ~“This pleases me, Monsieur. Its situation suits me
108      XVI|      Pedler?” he repeated.~ ~“Yes, Monsieur. Look, there is my pack
109      XVI|            way.”~ ~“You are wrong, Monsieur. I have considered the subject
110      XVI|         said:~ ~“I know very well, Monsieur, the arguments you intend
111      XVI|         not your friends?”~ ~“You, Monsieur!” exclaimed Lacheneur, in
112      XVI|                Deign to excuse me, Monsieur, if I take the liberty of
113      XVI|        welcome him?”~ ~“Certainly, Monsieur. How can I be insensible
114      XVI|          to make her his wife, and Monsieur de Sairmeuse, who desires
115      XVI|          if by magic.~ ~“So be it, Monsieur, refuse to believe me. But
116      XVI|     brusque tone, said:~ ~“I hope, Monsieur, that you will excuse me
117    XVIII|            it can only be to visit Monsieur Lacheneur—-then he has not
118    XVIII|         son.~ ~“It is evident that Monsieur Lacheneur has lost his reason!”
119    XVIII|       conspiracy would not explain Monsieur Lacheneur’s obstinate rejection
120    XVIII|           what I have said to you, Monsieur d’Escorval,” said Lacheneur,
121    XVIII|      present myself at your house, Monsieur,” said Maurice, gravely
122    XVIII|            for further reflection, Monsieur.”~ ~“But you are only a
123    XVIII|      sternness, he said:~ ~“Still, Monsieur d’Escorval, it is necessary
124    XVIII|            you will meet him here. Monsieur de Sairmeuse is arrogance
125    XVIII|            be considered a coward, Monsieur!”~ ~“Probably. Will you
126       XX|    demanded.~ ~“Ah! how do I know, Monsieur? Two thousand, perhaps—perhaps
127       XX|  towns-people are with us.”~ ~“No, Monsieur, no. The rebels have accomplices
128       XX|             you fool?”~ ~“Because, Monsieur, because—excuse me—I——”~ ~“
129      XXI|            profound astonishment; “Monsieur d’Escorval!”~ ~And foreseeing,
130      XXI|            Whom do you call dupes, Monsieur?”~ ~“All those who take
131     XXII|            carriage, must she not, Monsieur d’Escorval?”~ ~“Very well!
132    XXIII|            a little aside.~ ~“You, Monsieur d’Escorval,” he said, almost
133    XXIII|            my duty.”~ ~“Your duty, Monsieur, is to serve Marie-Anne.
134    XXIII|         think you must be jesting, Monsieur,” he replied.~ ~The young
135     XXIV|     approached Mme. d’Escorval.~ ~“Monsieur will soon be here, Madame,”
136     XXIV|                Oh! I have courage, Monsieur,” faltered the wretched
137     XXIV|        they will arrest you, alas, Monsieur, because you are not a priest
138     XXIV|           this conspiracy of which Monsieur Lacheneur was the guiding
139     XXIV|     endeavor to convince them that Monsieur Maurice has not left the
140     XXIV|          that you see and hear. If Monsieur d’Escorval returns, bring
141      XXV|            Escorval is a prisoner, Monsieur,” replied one of the officers.~ ~
142      XXV|       repulsed like the others.~ ~“Monsieur le Duc is busy, and can
143      XXV|           one,” said the servant. “Monsieur le Duc is preparing his
144     XXVI|         cheer; he promises to save Monsieur d’Escorval!”~ ~
145    XXVII|        replied:~ ~“The others were Monsieur Lacheneur, his son Jean,
146    XXVII|          embarrassment.~ ~“I hope, Monsieur, that you will not give
147    XXVII|         the elder d’Escorval——”~ ~“Monsieur le Baron d’Escorval was
148    XXVII|          You confess——”~ ~“Pardon, Monsieur; I am proud of having had
149    XXVII|       wretches, but misguided men, Monsieur. Moreover, you know—yes,
150    XXVII|          hands!”~ ~“I was unarmed, Monsieur, as you are well aware;
151    XXVII|            who will judge all men, Monsieur de Sairmeuse, I swear that
152    XXVII|         rebels had a chaplain! Ah! Monsieur, you should sink to the
153    XXVII|          calling? Hold your peace, Monsieur, and depart!”~ ~The counsel
154    XXVII|    hypocritical compassion.~ ~“No, Monsieur le Cure,” said he, “I shall
155    XXVII|             it was to the house of Monsieur d’Escorval that Lacheneur
156    XXVII|      against his will, restored to Monsieur le Duc the chateau of Monsieur
157    XXVII|     Monsieur le Duc the chateau of Monsieur le Duc’s ancestors. Monsieur
158    XXVII|       Monsieur le Duc’s ancestors. Monsieur Lacheneur met Chanlouineau
159    XXVII|           accompanied him.”~ ~“No, Monsieur, no!”~ ~“And what if I could
160    XXVII|          question?”~ ~“Impossible, Monsieur, since such was not the
161    XXVII|                I must request you, Monsieur le Marquis,” said the duke, “
162    XXVII|        must get out, must she not, Monsieur d’Escorval?’ I believe that
163   XXVIII|        count upon your assistance, Monsieur le Cure. What are we going
164   XXVIII|         came forward.~ ~“I am she, Monsieur,” she replied; “what do
165   XXVIII| accompanied by Corporal Bavois.~ ~“Monsieur de Courtornieu promised
166   XXVIII|          the uprising, I persuaded Monsieur Martial to write a model.
167   XXVIII|          it possible?”~ ~“Brave as Monsieur Martial is,” pursued Chanlouineau, “
168     XXIX|          man who could oppose him, Monsieur de Courtornieu, is his friend.
169     XXIX|         his friend. I believe that Monsieur d’Escorval can be saved.”~ ~“
170     XXIX|            I came to tell you that Monsieur Lacheneur is safe and well,
171     XXIX|         Jean.”~ ~“I know, already, Monsieur,” responded Marie-Anne; “
172     XXIX|               I am the daughter of Monsieur Lacheneur,” said Marie-Anne,
173     XXIX|          reproach you for nothing, Monsieur le Marquis,” she said, quietly.~ ~“
174     XXIX|             I am only a poor girl, Monsieur le Marquis,” she murmured,
175     XXIX|            you belong to yourself, Monsieur,” she faltered.~ ~A gleam
176     XXIX|          You come to ask mercy for Monsieur d’Escorval.”~ ~“Not mercy,
177     XXIX|         revelation to sell to you, Monsieur,” she said, resolutely.~ ~
178     XXIX|                You must have read, Monsieur,” she began, “the circular
179     XXIX|      father.”~ ~“You are mistaken, Monsieur; that letter was the work
180     XXIX|            lady who sends me here, Monsieur, possesses the original
181     XXIX|    circular written by the hand of Monsieur Martial, and I am obliged
182     XXIX|          yours. He will show it to Monsieur Laine, for example—or to
183     XXIX|            The life and liberty of Monsieur d’Escorval.”~ ~The duke
184     XXIX|          be religiously preserved, Monsieur,” interrupted Marie-Anne.~ ~
185     XXIX|          What is the distance from Monsieur d’Escorval’s window to the
186      XXX|               Here is your dinner, Monsieur,” said one soldier; “it
187      XXX|     shortest rope under your arms, Monsieur, and I will let you down
188     XXXI|      misfortunes. You deceived us, Monsieur Lacheneur.”~ ~He dared not
189     XXXI|          his feet, crying:~ ~“Fly, Monsieur, save yourself—you are betrayed!”~ ~
190     XXXI|            summit of the mountain, Monsieur,” said he; “and exactly
191    XXXII|          his father.~ ~“I suppose, Monsieur, that you do not mean one
192    XXXII|            great misfortune to us, Monsieur, a great misfortune.”~ ~
193   XXXIII|     speaking of him everyone said “Monsieur Maurice.” When they said “
194   XXXIII|          Maurice.” When they said “Monsieur d’Escorval,” they referred
195   XXXIII|            adjoining that in which Monsieur d’Escorval was confined.
196   XXXIII|        strange,” he thought, “that Monsieur d’Escorval has not even
197   XXXIII|           satisfy the curiosity of Monsieur le Marquis. I do not belong
198   XXXIII|            not ask you to discover Monsieur d’Escorval in order to denounce
199    XXXIV|            the hall as he read:~ ~“Monsieur le marquis—In exchange for
200    XXXIV|         have forfeited your honor, Monsieur. You have soiled your name~ ~
201     XXXV|              If I had trusted poor Monsieur d’Escorval, he would be
202     XXXV|         physician. He is examining Monsieur d’Escorval’s wounds now.
203     XXXV|          make any attempt to carry Monsieur d’Escorval across the frontier
204     XXXV|             and he was formerly in Monsieur Lacheneur’s employ. With
205     XXXV|         procure a litter and carry Monsieur d’Escorval to the house
206     XXXV|          honest peasant.”~ ~“What, Monsieur,” interrupted one of the
207     XXXV|          would be likely to attend Monsieur d’Escorval. Mademoiselle
208     XXXV|     Poignot.~ ~“What! is this you, Monsieur le Cure!” he exclaimed,
209     XXXV|         know that very well! Bring Monsieur d’Escorval. There is no
210    XXXVI|       young lady really your wife, Monsieur—Dubois?”~ ~He hesitated
211    XXXVI|              You are not mistaken, Monsieur. My friend and myself both
212    XXXVI|              said he. “Believe me, Monsieur—Dubois, you must not tarry
213    XXXVI|           are no longer in France, Monsieur d’Escorval, you are in Piedmont.”~ ~“
214    XXXVI|          Listen to me attentively, Monsieur d’Escorval. I am about to
215    XXXVI|       Wednesday?”~ ~“Oh, yes, yes, Monsieur. How can I ever thank you?”~ ~“
216    XXXVI|          is the innkeeper; you are Monsieur Dubois, again.”~ ~Maurice
217   XXXVII|           These are my last words, Monsieur,” he said, emphatically. “
218   XXXVII|            Martial:~ ~“Here it is, Monsieur,” he said, solemnly, “remember
219   XXXVII|                I will remember it, Monsieur le Cure. Go and obtain the
220   XXXVII|           of the young man.~ ~“Ah! Monsieur, Monsieur Maurice, Mademoiselle
221   XXXVII|        young man.~ ~“Ah! Monsieur, Monsieur Maurice, Mademoiselle Lacheneur
222  XXXVIII|      exclaimed. “You are too fast, Monsieur le Marquis! Have you forgotten
223  XXXVIII|           recognizing him.~ ~“You, Monsieur!” he exclaimed.~ ~“Yes,
224  XXXVIII|      unjust,” said he, gently, “or Monsieur Lacheneur here has told
225  XXXVIII|      opportunity to avenge myself, Monsieur, ever since the day we met
226  XXXVIII|      orders from the grand prevot, Monsieur de Courtornieu. He sent
227    XXXIX|          All our guests have fled, Monsieur —all!”~ ~M. de Sairmeuse
228       XL|            veins.~ ~“We are going, Monsieur le Duc,” she said, coldly, “
229       XL|          the favor to peruse this, Monsieur?”~ ~The duke glanced over
230       XL|            he may be happy. Adieu, Monsieur le Duc, we shall never meet
231      XLI|          matter?”~ ~“I am not ill, Monsieur.”~ ~“Why do you not confide
232      XLI|      alight from the diligence.~ ~“Monsieur Lacheneur’s daughter has
233     XLII|          three hours. Your father, monsieur le marquis—mon Dieu! what
234    XLIII|     countless comments.~ ~“Here is Monsieur Lacheneur’s daughter with
235     XLIV|        twenty-four hours later.~ ~“Monsieur d’Escorval agrees with me
236     XLIV|    stupefied.~ ~“What!” said she. “Monsieur d’Escorval will give himself
237     XLIV|         she said:~ ~“In this case, Monsieur, I must ask you for a rough
238     XLIV|            addressed. You must see Monsieur de Sairmeuse.”~ ~Marie-Anne
239     XLIV|         eleven o’clock we will put Monsieur d’Escorval in a carriage;
240      XLV|       Blanche.~ ~Ah! had she heard Monsieur d’Escorval’s or the abbe’
241    XLVII|   exchanged, “or rather au revoir, Monsieur le Baron, Madame, and you,
242    XLVII|          was in great danger; yes, Monsieur. An hour ago, while I was
243    XLVII|        each word of his reply.~ ~“‘Monsieur,’ said he, ‘I can swear
244    XLVII|             You will accompany us, Monsieur l’Abbe, and you also, Jean.
245    XLVII|  safe-conduct from His Majesty for Monsieur d’Escorval. From this moment,
246      LIV|           day through the post:~ ~“Monsieur le Duc—I, if I were in your
247      LIV|          he held Martial’s horse. “Monsieur le Duc is too fine for that.”~ ~
248      LIV|        behind him.~ ~“Martial!”~ ~“Monsieur le Duc!”~ ~These cries escaping
249       LV|          have heard what the great Monsieur Tabaret said, did you not?
250       LV|          up their noses.~ ~“Still, Monsieur Segmuller will believe me,”
251       LV|          when the lad returned.~ ~“Monsieur, I was unable to see Mademoiselle
252       LV|        have one more favor to ask, Monsieur,” he said, entreatingly. “
253       LV|           my brave fellow.”~ ~“Ah! Monsieur, will you not give me a
254       LV|          not give me a message for Monsieur d’Escorval? Any insignificant
255       LV|            then— Oh! fear nothing, Monsieur; I will be prudent.”~ ~“
256       LV|         house of M. d’Escorval.~ ~“Monsieur is in his study with a young
257       LV|          and read:~ ~“I saved you, Monsieur, by not recognizing the
258       LV|      looking over his shoulder:~ ~“Monsieur—Not day after to-morrow,
259       LV|         than death.~ ~“Lecoq, yes, Monsieur,” replied the young detective. “
260       LV|          and I ventured to imitate Monsieur d’Escorval’s writing.”~ ~
261       LV|    response:~ ~“I must also say to Monsieur le Duc,” he continued, “