Chapter

  1        I|     Croix-Brulee stands; from you, Chanlouineau, the vineyards on the Borderie——”~ ~
  2        I|     vineyards on the Borderie——”~ ~Chanlouineau was the impetuous young
  3        I|            In my opinion,” resumed Chanlouineau, “we should do well to consult
  4        I|        advice could he give us?”~ ~Chanlouineau had forgotten all prudence.~ ~“
  5        I|             that is true,” replied Chanlouineau; “and if the revenue you
  6        I|            against her!” exclaimed Chanlouineau; “if she were mistress,
  7       VI| distinguish his features.~ ~“It is Chanlouineau!” exclaimed M. Lacheneur.~ ~“
  8       VI|           hands, he called:~ ~“Oh! Chanlouineau!”~ ~The robust young farmer
  9       VI|       wishes to speak with you.”~ ~Chanlouineau responded by a gesture of
 10       VI|        eagerly; “and with whom?”~ ~Chanlouineau gave a nervous laugh which
 11       VI|          world over!”~ ~Meanwhile, Chanlouineau was going on with his recital.~ ~“
 12       VI|           cottage,” he remarked to Chanlouineau; “you will accompany me;
 13      VII|         been correctly reported by Chanlouineau.~ ~Chupin had found the
 14      VII|        took sides with him against Chanlouineau, it was only because his
 15     VIII|          the men. “I heard it from Chanlouineau himself only last evening.
 16     VIII|       Oiselle.~ ~“Marie-Anne marry Chanlouineau!” he repeated; “it is impossible!
 17       IX|        with the words addressed to Chanlouineau at Escorval by M. Lacheneur
 18       IX|            exclaimed:~ ~“Is it for Chanlouineau, then, that you are reserving
 19       IX|        such an arrangement between Chanlouineau and my father, I have not
 20       XI|          them, and by his side was Chanlouineau, who surveyed the group
 21       XI|       Courtornieu.”~ ~He turned to Chanlouineau, and added:~ ~“We will now
 22       XI|               This coldness amazed Chanlouineau; he did not conceal the
 23       XI|         make her his mistress——”~ ~Chanlouineau stopped short, with eyes
 24      XII|            Moreover, he remembered Chanlouineau’s terrible eyes.~ ~“How
 25      XII|           benefit? For his, or for Chanlouineau’s? And yet, what could possibly
 26      XII|                And to whom?”~ ~“To Chanlouineau, the fellow whom the peasants
 27      XII|           My eldest son heard from Chanlouineau and from Lacheneur that
 28     XIII|            some property—a certain Chanlouineau.”~ ~The artless school-girl
 29       XV|           Martial de Sairmeuse and Chanlouineau dropped so incoherently
 30      XVI|          these articles.~ ~One was Chanlouineau.~ ~M. d’Escorval did not
 31      XVI|       Escorval is not a stranger.” Chanlouineau evidently sided with the
 32      XVI|            crime?”~ ~He glanced at Chanlouineau, and his anxiety increased.
 33      XVI|          to my son, and another to Chanlouineau.”~ ~“What! Chanlouineau?”~ ~“
 34      XVI|            Chanlouineau.”~ ~“What! Chanlouineau?”~ ~“He has become my partner
 35      XVI|             addressing his son and Chanlouineau, he said:~ ~“Go outside
 36      XVI|       place your daughter, between Chanlouineau, who wishes to make her
 37      XVI|          family, and you have made Chanlouineau your accomplice?”~ ~But
 38      XVI|         Marie-Anne was impossible: Chanlouineau and Jean would not let him
 39     XVII|           came M. Lacheneur, Jean, Chanlouineau, and Marie-Anne.~ ~Everyone
 40     XVII|   neighborhood, named—wait—I know— Chanlouineau.”~ ~Thus the report that
 41     XVII|            refuse this offer. This Chanlouineau will, at all events, save
 42     XVII|            Lacheneur, his son, and Chanlouineau were absent, Martial saw
 43    XVIII|        reject me, and they receive Chanlouineau, perhaps.”~ ~“Chanlouineau
 44    XVIII|         Chanlouineau, perhaps.”~ ~“Chanlouineau is living there.”~ ~“My
 45    XVIII|          would explain everything. Chanlouineau is his aider and abettor;
 46    XVIII|      exerts such an influence over Chanlouineau and the Marquis de Sairmeuse.
 47    XVIII|            greater assistance than Chanlouineau.”~ ~From that moment Maurice
 48    XVIII|          he saw Jean Lacheneur and Chanlouineau leave the house, each laden
 49    XVIII|            the addresses either of Chanlouineau or of the Marquis de Sairmeuse.
 50    XVIII|        said, gravely.~ ~“As far as Chanlouineau is concerned, it would be
 51      XIX|          servile obsequiousness of Chanlouineau did not surprise him in
 52      XIX|           were alone.~ ~Lacheneur, Chanlouineau, and Jean were tramping
 53      XIX|          middle of February—seeing Chanlouineau worrying over the composition
 54      XIX|            off his daughter,” said Chanlouineau.~ ~Martial took a seat at
 55      XIX|         seat at the table, and, at Chanlouineau’s dictation, but not without
 56      XIX|        Martial seen the smile upon Chanlouineau’s lips when he requested
 57       XX|           written by Martial under Chanlouineau’s dictation.~ ~M. de Sairmeuse
 58       XX|             Lacheneur, Abbe Midon, Chanlouineau, Baron d’Escorval——”~ ~“
 59       XX|     neighborhood are in the ranks; Chanlouineau, young d’Escorval, your
 60      XXI|            for the intervention of Chanlouineau.~ ~This sturdy peasant came
 61     XXII|            he repeated.~ ~Maurice, Chanlouineau, Jean, Marie-Anne, and about
 62     XXII|           know to-morrow,” replied Chanlouineau. “Until then, you are our
 63     XXII|          serious consequences that Chanlouineau found courage to resist.~ ~“
 64     XXII|           Blanche, with a sneer.~ ~Chanlouineau was standing only a few
 65     XXII|        rage. He called Maurice and Chanlouineau.~ ~“I place you in command,”
 66    XXIII|            confided to Maurice and Chanlouineau came up.~ ~Of the five hundred
 67    XXIII|        their homes?~ ~The voice of Chanlouineau put an end to all hesitation.~ ~“
 68    XXIII|            cried the others.~ ~But Chanlouineau did not follow them to the
 69    XXIII|           once.”~ ~“I—I came here, Chanlouineau, as you did, to do my duty.”~ ~“
 70    XXIII|          to join his comrades when Chanlouineau stopped him.~ ~“You have
 71    XXIII|           Wretch! how dare you!”~ ~Chanlouineau sadly shook his head.~ ~“
 72    XXIII|               Good God!” exclaimed Chanlouineau, “and Marie-Anne!”~ ~They
 73    XXIII|          shall be so!”~ ~Just then Chanlouineau appeared.~ ~Had he divined
 74    XXIII|          to the spot.~ ~The heroic Chanlouineau seized his gun, and brandishing
 75    XXIII|         Marie-Anne and of Maurice, Chanlouineau was still battling with
 76      XXV|           the Baron d’Escorval and Chanlouineau.~ ~And lastly, since morning
 77     XXVI|           the Baron d’Escorval and Chanlouineau led all the rest.~ ~Although
 78     XXVI|        these words:~ ~“I have seen Chanlouineau. Be of good cheer; he promises
 79    XXVII|            foot of the platform.~ ~Chanlouineau held his head proudly erect,
 80    XXVII|           simple bend of the head, Chanlouineau made a gesture that clearly
 81    XXVII|         and age?”~ ~“Eugene Michel Chanlouineau, aged twenty-nine, farmer
 82    XXVII|             they were the men whom Chanlouineau had held at bay while Maurice,
 83    XXVII|           of remarkable courage.~ ~Chanlouineau’s eyes during this deposition
 84    XXVII|       president.~ ~Then turning to Chanlouineau:~ ~“What were your motives?”
 85    XXVII|          at the prisoner’s head.~ ~Chanlouineau stood perfectly unmoved
 86    XXVII|        Send for the marquis,” said Chanlouineau, tranquilly, “and see whether
 87    XXVII|  commission opposes his demand.”~ ~Chanlouineau laughed loudly.~ ~“Very
 88    XXVII|           wish him to do so.~ ~Had Chanlouineau foreseen this? Probably.
 89    XXVII|           merit its indulgence.”~ ~Chanlouineau’s glance and gesture expressed
 90    XXVII|           of Maurice:~ ~“Evidently Chanlouineau has some plan. He intends
 91    XXVII|        approach; then, pointing to Chanlouineau:~ ~“Will you undertake this
 92    XXVII|             and be brief.”~ ~After Chanlouineau’s examination, it was difficult
 93    XXVII|         brought to his lips.~ ~But Chanlouineau sprang up at the same time,
 94    XXVII|            from the court-room.”~ ~Chanlouineau, nevertheless, declared
 95    XXVII|             Monsieur Lacheneur met Chanlouineau there, and from that day
 96    XXVII|         prostrated with grief; but Chanlouineau, who turned toward them,
 97    XXVII|          words was a peasant named Chanlouineau, but I dare not assert it
 98    XXVII|           addressed those words to Chanlouineau. I alone am guilty; my father
 99    XXVII|  twenty-one, and M. d’Escorval and Chanlouineau were among the number, were
100    XXVII|        smile had not once forsaken Chanlouineau’s lips.~ ~
101   XXVIII|         the condemned, a man named Chanlouineau, who desires to speak with
102   XXVIII|            in lower tones:~ ~“This Chanlouineau told me that the cure would
103   XXVIII|           at the thought of seeing Chanlouineau again, but the idea of refusing
104   XXVIII|            moment,” he said. “This Chanlouineau, who seems to be a shrewd
105   XXVIII|           indeed surprising.~ ~But Chanlouineau had been ingenious enough
106   XXVIII|        prisoner’s cell.~ ~He found Chanlouineau on his knees, his features
107   XXVIII|         concealed?” he inquired.~ ~Chanlouineau admitted that he did not
108   XXVIII|           summon Marie-Anne.~ ~And Chanlouineau waited in terrible anxiety.
109   XXVIII|          be left alone!” exclaimed Chanlouineau.~ ~“Therefore, I go at once,”
110   XXVIII|        behind the worthy corporal, Chanlouineau took Marie-Anne’s hand and
111   XXVIII|          then, offended you?” said Chanlouineau, sadly. “Forgive one who
112   XXVIII|           refuse to perform.~ ~But Chanlouineau scarcely heard Marie-Anne’
113   XXVIII|         Marie-Anne knew nothing of Chanlouineau’s promises and hopes, and
114   XXVIII|          speak lower!” interrupted Chanlouineau. “Yes, one of these letters
115   XXVIII|           in ambiguous phrases.”~ ~Chanlouineau opened the envelope and
116   XXVIII|             inquired Marie-Anne.~ ~Chanlouineau’s face betrayed the most
117   XXVIII|      Monsieur Martial is,” pursued Chanlouineau, “he did not seem inclined
118   XXVIII|        addressing me:~ ~“‘You see, Chanlouineau,’ he said, ‘I must fight
119   XXVIII|      Marie-Anne.~ ~“No,” responded Chanlouineau; “at least we have reason
120   XXVIII|           the letter,” she said to Chanlouineau, “I will go to the duke.
121   XXVIII|          orders.”~ ~“Coming,” said Chanlouineau; “all is ended!”~ ~And handing
122     XXIX|           dark corridor leading to Chanlouineau’s cell, he watched Marie-Anne
123     XXIX|          he felt a sudden doubt of Chanlouineau’s sincerity.~ ~“Can it be
124     XXIX|   credulity.~ ~“Still, I can visit Chanlouineau,” thought he, “and to-morrow
125     XXIX|         not deceiving you, Madame, Chanlouineau has given me a weapon, which,
126     XXIX|          but it did not alarm her. Chanlouineau had given her a word, the
127     XXIX|               But now, it had been Chanlouineau who, in his prison-cell,
128     XXIX|           say?”~ ~“I say that this Chanlouineau is a sly rascal. Who the
129     XXIX|     received so severe a shock.~ ~“Chanlouineau was not lying, then,” he
130     XXIX|         not tell you just now that Chanlouineau had made a tool of me?”~ ~
131     XXIX|           from the house-tops that Chanlouineau, in the presence of the
132      XXX|         baron found himself beside Chanlouineau, who had begun his noisy
133      XXX|          strength for to-night.”~ ~Chanlouineau’s words and burning glance
134      XXX|      deliverance and of liberty.~ ~Chanlouineau’s words and the look that
135      XXX|           your own—credulity. When Chanlouineau asked you to allow him to
136      XXX|        have contained? Why had not Chanlouineau used it to procure his own
137    XXXII|         XXXII~ ~Alone in his cell, Chanlouineau, after Marie-Anne’s departure,
138    XXXII|          would say of him.~ ~“This Chanlouineau is only a miserable coward
139    XXXII|          leave the prison, came to Chanlouineau to ascertain the result
140    XXXII|           manner.~ ~“Leave!” cried Chanlouineau, in a fury of passion. “
141    XXXII|         will be afraid.”~ ~In this Chanlouineau was entirely mistaken. His
142    XXXII|           he succeeded.~ ~But poor Chanlouineau could not conceive of such
143    XXXII|            the window of his cell, Chanlouineau concentrated all his faculties
144    XXXII|           through the prison-bars. Chanlouineau was in despair.~ ~“The letter
145    XXXII|         the Military Commission.~ ~Chanlouineau was not among those for
146   XXXIII|          rebels, and whose opinion Chanlouineau had asked.~ ~This error
147   XXXIII|            cell next to that which Chanlouineau had occupied, Lacheneur
148     XXXV|           was well acquainted with Chanlouineau, and he was inconsolable
149    XXXVI|         with Maurice, Martial, and Chanlouineau?~ ~As this last name darted
150    XXXVI|          and vividly before her.~ ~Chanlouineau had given her a letter,
151    XXXVI|          letter, saying: “Read.”~ ~Chanlouineau was only a poor peasant.
152    XXXVI|          This was the letter which Chanlouineau had written, probably on
153    XXXVI|       Adieu, adieu, Marie-Anne.~ ~“Chanlouineau.”~ ~Maurice also read twice,
154    XXXVI|           heroic self-sacrifice?~ ~Chanlouineau was mistaken; one, may,
155   XXXVII|            was obtained from me by Chanlouineau’s ruse, and I swear to you,
156      XLI|         told him of the will which Chanlouineau had made in her favor, and
157      XLI|   Marie-Anne shuddered.~ ~“Live in Chanlouineau’s house,” she faltered. “
158      XLI|            love alone had dictated Chanlouineau’s last will and testament.~ ~
159      XLI|       Borderie.~ ~She was alone in Chanlouineau’s house—alone! Night came
160      XLI|           to that room above which Chanlouineau had made the tabernacle
161      XLI|       found the sum of money which Chanlouineau had named.~ ~The next morning,
162    XLIII|         topic of conversation; and Chanlouineau’s will was the subject of
163    XLIII|         than a hundred times while Chanlouineau was living.”~ ~“Explain
164    XLIII|          luxurious apartment which Chanlouineau had intended for Marie-Anne.
165     XLIV|     accused of having three lovers—Chanlouineau, Martial, and Maurice. The
166     XLIV|         that had been given you by Chanlouineau.”~ ~“Jean! you, my brother!
167     XLIV|           themselves to be.~ ~One, Chanlouineau, after dying for her sake,
168     XLIV|        deposited in the room which Chanlouineau had adorned for her, and
169      XLV|            breathe. She recognized Chanlouineau’s house, and she paused
170      XLV|   sumptuously appointed room which Chanlouineau had made the sanctuary of
171     XLVI|        abbe, Maurice, her brother, Chanlouineau, Martial!~ ~Martial, this
172     XLVI|            that surrounds you?”~ ~“Chanlouineau.”~ ~Blanche shrugged her
173     XLVI|         ironical smile, “but is it Chanlouineau for whom you are waiting
174     XLVI|            this evening? Is it for Chanlouineau you have warmed these slippers
175     XLVI|            laid this table? Was it Chanlouineau who sent his clothing by
176    XLVII|           upon this bed which poor Chanlouineau had destined for Marie-Anne.~ ~“
177     XLIX|             Lacheneur, beheaded.~ ~Chanlouineau, shot.~ ~Marie-Anne, poisoned.~ ~
178     XLIX|           that came to her through Chanlouineau!” he said everywhere, thus
179        L|      seemed as if she was there in Chanlouineau’s house, pouring out poison,