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  1        I|           foam.~ ~“Ah! it is Father Chupin,” murmured one of the peasants
  2        I|     disclosed the reputation Father Chupin enjoyed among his neighbors.~ ~
  3        I|           this; and yet when Father Chupin was pursued and captured,
  4        I|            him.~ ~“Ah, well, Father Chupin!” they cried, as soon as
  5        I|        cheeks and set teeth, Father Chupin preserved the subdued mien
  6        I|           who, perhaps, read Father Chupin’s secret heart, brusquely
  7        I|            tell me,” replied Father Chupin; “but one need not be very
  8        I|          who had interrupted Father Chupin twice already.~ ~“Claim
  9        I|             For some moments Father Chupin had been studying, with
 10        I|          about it,” rejoined Father Chupin. “Where does Monsieur Lacheneur
 11        I|           if this is not so, Father Chupin.”~ ~Undoubtedly the impetuous
 12        I|          life.~ ~But the wicked old Chupin swallowed this affront which
 13        I|       appeal to selfishness, Father Chupin appealed to envy. There
 14        I|      leaning upon his arm.~ ~Father Chupin walked straight toward him,
 15        I|        singular spectacle.~ ~Father Chupin had gathered his wife and
 16       II|     traversed by M. Lacheneur after Chupin had delivered his message.~ ~
 17       II|               Did you not hear what Chupin said to me?” he replied,
 18      III|       waving his hand to the honest Chupin family, who were running
 19       VI|         miserable wretch and thief, Chupin. Ah, canaille! If I ever
 20       VI|          duke arrived at Sairmeuse, Chupin, the old scoundrel, with
 21       VI|           wretches. This money gave Chupin an appetite for more, so
 22       VI|     national lands were frightened. Chupin had counted on this, and
 23       VI|            you, all the same. While Chupin was preaching, I also preached,
 24      VII|         reported by Chanlouineau.~ ~Chupin had found the secret of
 25      VII|    generosity—that generosity which Chupin painted with the glowing
 26      VII|             by his success without, Chupin ventured to present himself
 27      VII|           assured the popularity of Chupin, the organizer of the farce.~ ~
 28       XI|             duty to inform you that Chupin and his sons are searching
 29      XII|           stop, he paused.~ ~It was Chupin, accompanied by one of his
 30      XII|             I am returning——”~ ~But Chupin was not sensitive; and although
 31      XII|        important circumstance.~ ~If Chupin was not telling a falsehood—
 32      XIV|            me the favor to question Chupin.”~ ~
 33       XV|          the venomous reports which Chupin poured into his ears.~ ~
 34      XIX|       remarked his father one day, “Chupin tells me you are always
 35       XX|          breathless.~ ~This man was Chupin, the former poacher, whom
 36       XX|             They are coming!” cried Chupin; “they are already on the
 37       XX|                 By way of response, Chupin handed the duke a copy of
 38       XX|         what of it?” he demanded.~ ~Chupin tore his hair.~ ~“They are
 39       XX|             return in two hours.”~ ~Chupin endeavored to attract the
 40       XX|          speak, or will you not?”~ ~Chupin regretted that he had gone
 41       XX|           his uniform, and ordering Chupin to follow him, hastened
 42       XX|            He was still hoping that Chupin had exaggerated the danger;
 43       XX|          are the signals,” murmured Chupin. “The rebels will be here
 44      XXI|    advancing, but not so rapidly as Chupin had said.~ ~Two circumstances,
 45    XXIII|                     CHAPTER XXIII~ ~Chupin’s stupefying revelations
 46    XXIII|             yet the recollection of Chupin’s assurance troubled him.~ ~
 47    XXIII|  spy-in-chief, no doubt—that rascal Chupin. It surprises me to see
 48    XXIII|                 Do not speak ill of Chupin, Marquis; he is a very useful
 49      XXV|             man was none other than Chupin.~ ~The old scoundrel had
 50    XXVII|              and almost immediately Chupin appeared. He advanced deliberately,
 51    XXVII|          the second place,” resumed Chupin, “the accused was always
 52    XXVII|             The accused,” continued Chupin, “was present at all the
 53    XXVII|             And finally,” continued Chupin, “when Lacheneur set fire
 54     XXIX|     threshold, “I must confess that Chupin is an admirable hunter.
 55     XXXI|                      CHAPTER XXXI~ ~Chupin had not taken time to sleep,
 56     XXXI|            Twenty thousand francs,” Chupin muttered gloomily; “twenty
 57     XXXI|            of one of his friends?~ ~Chupin was thus hungering for the
 58     XXXI|           had been complied with.~ ~Chupin saw his advantage, and instantly
 59     XXXI|           in order to capture him.~ Chupin.”~ ~This note was given
 60     XXXI|        written an order, placing at Chupin’s disposal a lieutenant
 61     XXXI|     sympathizing with the rebels.~ ~Chupin also requested a horse for
 62     XXXI|         must be confessed that this Chupin is an incomparable huntsman!
 63     XXXI|     Montaignac chasseurs, placed at Chupin’s disposal by the Duc de
 64     XXXI|     foot-path slowly, but surely.~ ~Chupin walked in advance, urging
 65     XXXI|            have our man!” exclaimed Chupin. “Come, comrades!”~ ~And
 66     XXXI|        resonant voice, and that was Chupin.~ ~Remorse filled his cowardly
 67     XXXI|          you who have sold my life, Chupin?” he said, scornfully. “
 68     XXXI|             fortune—traitor!”~ ~But Chupin, indignant with himself
 69     XXXI|        around, and his eyes fell on Chupin.~ ~“Is it you?” he demanded. “
 70     XXXI|       expect from a vile knave like Chupin? Everyone knows that he
 71     XXXI|           you crossed the frontier, Chupin? In my house, in the inn
 72     XXXI|         insane!” said the terrified Chupin, “he is mad!”~ ~Then the
 73     XXXI|             exclaimed. “Let us see, Chupin, what you will do for an
 74     XXXI|          much? A quarter, then——”~ ~Chupin felt that all the soldiers
 75     XXXI|          their line of march.~ ~But Chupin was no longer the same.
 76     XXXI|        neighborhood.~ ~After supper Chupin sent for a cart; the prisoner,
 77    XXXII|           he knew this already, for Chupin had ventured to awake him
 78    XXXII|             an opportunity to exalt Chupin’s merits.~ ~“The man who
 79    XXXII|             Such was the opinion of Chupin, who had been sent for by
 80    XXXII|             happened to you, Master Chupin?” he inquired.~ ~“This has
 81   XXXIII|             he resolved to apply to Chupin, even though this traitor
 82   XXXIII|         which had so fascinated him—Chupin had deserted the house of
 83   XXXIII|          Escorval,” said Martial.~ ~Chupin trembled, he who had formerly
 84   XXXIII|         with delight a week before, Chupin flew into a furious passion.~ ~“
 85   XXXIII|           do you mean, fool?”~ ~But Chupin did not even hear this interruption,
 86   XXXIII|    reassuring his troubled mind.~ ~“Chupin, my boy,” said he, “I do
 87   XXXIII|           name Saint-Jean-de-Coche, Chupin’s face blanched.~ ~“Do you
 88   XXXIII|           that was really the case, Chupin was not alone.~ ~M. de Courtornieu
 89     XLII|          the Piedmontese innkeeper, Chupin left Montaignac and came
 90     XLII|            ordered the dismissal of Chupin.~ ~The latter resisted,
 91     XLII|          decided him.~ ~He sent for Chupin and told him that he must
 92     XLII|           small sum of money.~ ~But Chupin sullenly refused the money,
 93     XLII|     sequestered spot near the lake. Chupin was tramping sullenly along
 94     XLII|            it by calling:~ ~“Father Chupin!”~ ~He hesitated for a moment,
 95     XLII|                Well, my good Father Chupin, what sort of sport have
 96     XLII|          you want with me?” growled Chupin; “for you do want something,
 97     XLII|             as she played her part, Chupin was not deceived.~ ~“No
 98     XLII|    reconciliation? That old wretch, Chupin——”~ ~“We shall never be
 99     XLII|            Name your conditions.”~ ~Chupin reflected a moment, then
100     XLII|        sincerity in her accent that Chupin was reassured. He leaned
101     XLII|             that you desire of me?” Chupin asked.~ ~“For the present,
102     XLII|           around, is the guilty man—Chupin.”~ ~“No, it could not have
103     XLII|           her reasons for declaring Chupin innocent. Nothing in the
104     XLII|      herself, her thoughts followed Chupin. What was he doing in Montaignac?
105     XLII|        certainly has a mistress!”~ ~Chupin burst into a noisy laugh.~ ~“
106     XLII|             again.”~ ~“I will try,” Chupin answered.~ ~He did indeed
107    XLIII|            was the great news which Chupin brought to Mme. Blanche.~ ~
108    XLIII|            that she entirely forgot Chupin’s presence. She made no
109    XLIII|            masculine habiliments.~ ~Chupin wished to irritate Mme.
110    XLIII|      topography of the dwelling!”~ ~Chupin’s eyes dilated to their
111    XLIII|          deep and so prolonged that Chupin at last became impatient.~ ~
112    XLIII|        draws back—she is afraid!”~ ~Chupin did Mme. Blanche great injustice.
113    XLIII|      appease her rancor.~ ~Whatever Chupin and all Sairmeuse might
114    XLIII|            will have it!”~ ~She saw Chupin every two or three days;
115    XLIII|          game is he hunting? Father Chupin, of course. On the other
116    XLIII|            cunning than you, Father Chupin.”~ ~“Cunning—and how? Since
117    XLIII|             retreat at Courtornieu, Chupin would have abandoned his
118     XLIV|              It was easy to explain Chupin’s terror when one saw Jean
119      XLV|            in a palpable falsehood, Chupin was quite crestfallen for
120      XLV|             positive certainty that Chupin ceased his denials and changed
121      XLV|           this is very well, Father Chupin,” she said, dryly, “but
122      XLV|             louis, she gave them to Chupin, saying:~ ~“Take these,
123      XLV|           the little grove of which Chupin had spoken.~ ~“Are we at
124      XLV|        exploring the grove, seeking Chupin. She did not find him.~ ~“
125      XLV|       recognize them.~ ~In spite of Chupin’s description the poverty
126     XLVI|      leering face into the room.~ ~“Chupin!” faltered Mme. Blanche.~ ~“
127     XLVI|      recoiled with a shudder.~ ~But Chupin was troubled by no such
128     XLVI|          wish to walk,” said she.~ ~Chupin placed her on the ground
129     XLVI|             not stop to talk,” said Chupin. “Come, I will lead the
130    XLVII|         Jean?’ said he. ‘I just saw Chupin hiding near your sister’
131    XLVII|             you suppose that it was Chupin?”~ ~“I do not suppose, sir;
132    XLVII|       reward than did the father’s. Chupin has been the vile instrument;
133    XLVII|          tell-tale marks stopped at Chupin’s house. The door was closed;
134    XLVII|            widow, rudely.~ ~“Father Chupin.”~ ~“You can see very plainly
135    XLVII|            Borderie.~ ~The death of Chupin overturned all his plans,
136    XLVII|           that Martial assassinated Chupin after he murdered Marie-Anne?
137   XLVIII|             a frightful shock, when Chupin was obliged to lift her
138   XLVIII|            Why was it necessary for Chupin to bring you out in his
139   XLVIII|      rendered: “That a man known as Chupin, a notoriously bad character,
140   XLVIII|            report added that: “Said Chupin had been himself assassinated,
141     XLIX|             Marie-Anne, poisoned.~ ~Chupin, the traitor, assassinated.~ ~
142     XLIX|           If we only had a man like Chupin to set upon the track!”~ ~
143     XLIX|           he said, addressing young Chupin, “I did not suppose you
144     XLIX|           concealed.”~ ~The younger Chupin uttered the fierce roar
145        L|             pointed to the deceased Chupin. Had he not been seen prowling
146        L|            Twenty persons had heard Chupin declare, with frightful
147        L|             should she suspect that Chupin had revealed her secret
148        L|         might divert suspicion from Chupin and direct it toward her.
149        L|           peasant had seen her with Chupin? What if some trifling circumstance
150        L|            He deeply regretted that Chupin was dead, he remarked, for
151      LII|         name.”~ ~“And his name?”~ ~“Chupin.”~ ~It was as if a bomb-shell
152      LII|              her lips trembling.~ ~“Chupin!” she repeated, as if she
153      LII|          understood him correctly; “Chupin!”~ ~Then angrily:~ ~“Tell
154      LII| consternation.~ ~“It must be one of Chupin’s sons,” faltered Blanche,
155      LII|            was not deceived. It was Chupin’s eldest son; the one to
156      LII|           to see you; follow me.”~ ~Chupin obeyed; but the servant,
157      LII|         opened the door and ushered Chupin into the room.~ ~The peasant
158      LII|           With many circumlocutions Chupin explained that he had been
159      LII|           not apply to me again.”~ ~Chupin listened to this homily
160      LII|           yield to your demands.”~ ~Chupin nodded his head in acquiescence.~ ~“
161      LII|          her future peace depended. Chupin, greatly abashed, was standing
162      LII|           husband entering, finding Chupin, conversing with him, and
163      LII|         hastily thrust her purse in Chupin’s hand and dragged him through
164      LII|             to protect herself now; Chupin existed, and his voice,
165      LII|          him to leave France.~ ~But Chupin had left the hotel without
166      LII|             as long as I live.” But Chupin, unfortunately, remained;
167      LII|           blood-stained linen, that Chupin made his appearance before
168      LII|        wedding, only too happy that Chupin did not require her to stand
169      LII|          one letter, at least, from Chupin.~ ~Ah! many a time she envied
170     LIII|          and she heard nothing from Chupin. A month and a half! What
171     LIII|     newspaper solved the mystery.~ ~Chupin was in prison.~ ~The wretch,
172     LIII|            by the Court of Assizes, Chupin was condemned to twenty
173     LIII|            prison, but did not find Chupin.~ ~The previous week there
174     LIII|             upon the prisoners, and Chupin had been killed instantly.~ ~
175     LIII|              Five days later Polyte Chupin presented himself.~ ~They
176     LIII|         were ignorant of the facts. Chupin’s secret had died with him.~ ~
177     LIII|           them all—from the sons of Chupin, the miserable traitor,
178     LIII|           now, than she had been by Chupin’s persecutions in days gone
179     LIII|             satisfactory answer.~ ~“Chupin’s son could tell me, perhaps,”
180     LIII|           Jean found only the Widow Chupin and her son, Polyte.~ ~They
181     LIII|           his departure when Mother Chupin, probably in the hope of
182     LIII|       Blanche and her generosity to Chupin.~ ~“It was she who poisoned
183     LIII|            of the child. She loaded Chupin with favors because he knew
184     LIII|           of obedience.~ ~The Widow Chupin knew how to write, and Lacheneur
185     LIII|           give a banknote to Mother Chupin.~ ~“Now, she is in my power!”
186      LIV|             her visits to the Widow Chupin; and each time he had watched
187      LIV|        intentions. As for the Widow Chupin and her son, if they suspected
188      LIV|        wretched den is the widow of Chupin’s son——”~ ~Martial’s face
189      LIV|        duchess or through the Widow Chupin; and he ordered Otto to
190      LIV|             for this reason: Polyte Chupin had been arrested under
191      LIV|            evening before the Widow Chupin, in conformance with his
192      LIV|              on receiving the Widow Chupin’s summons, revolted for
193      LIV|            the room stood the Widow Chupin, with a small glass in her
194      LIV|           one dead.~ ~But the Widow Chupin, who had come downstairs
195      LIV|          made.~ ~He shook the Widow Chupin violently by the arm, and
196      LIV|           could rely upon the Widow Chupin. But he knew that the trap
197       LV|        throwing a note to the Widow Chupin, who was imprisoned in the
198       LV|          Toinon, the wife of Polyte Chupin, as well as with Polyte
199       LV|              as well as with Polyte Chupin himself, Lecoq was just
200       LV|           been enacted in the Widow Chupin’s cabin.~ ~“I must go to