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But 'tis also more profitable; everything has its price." "Very properly so," said Jacques. "Behold me, then, in a red robe. I helped to give a yellow one and brimstone to a fine fellow, who was cure at Loudun, and who had got into a convent of nuns, like a wolf in a fold; and a fine thing he made of it." "Ha, ha, ha! That's very droll!" laughed Jacques. "Drink," said Houmain.
As to Houmain, he shall be hanged as a smuggler by and by. We may leave him alone for the present. But there is that horrible Lactantius, who lives peacefully, Barre, and Mignon. Take a pen, and write to the Bishop of Poitiers,
"His niece!" cried Jacques, rising; "and thou treat'st her like a slave! Demonio!" "Drink," said Houmain, quietly stirring the brazier with his poniard; "he himself desired it should be so. Sit down." Jacques did so.
At this moment Houmain, kneeling, turned the head of the girl. Her eyes were closed; he drew her toward the brazier, which lighted up her face. "Ah, heavens!" cried Laubardemont, forgetting himself in his fright; "Jeanne again!" "Be calm, my lo-lord," said Houmain, trying to open the eyelids, which closed again, and to raise her head, which fell back again like wet linen; "be, be calm!
At this moment Houmain, kneeling, turned the head of the girl. Her eyes were closed; he drew her toward the brazier, which lighted up her face. "Ah, heavens!" cried Laubardemont, forgetting himself in his fright; "Jeanne again!" "Be calm, my lo-lord," said Houmain, trying to open the eyelids, which closed again, and to raise her head, which fell back again like wet linen; "be, be calm!
"And thine?" replied Jacques. "Is't the crucifix of red-hot iron?" Here Houmain, rising between them, laughing and staggering, said to the judge, slapping him on the shoulder. "You are a long time coming to an understanding, friend; do-on't you know him of old? He's a very good fellow." "I? no!" cried Laubardemont, aloud; "I never saw him before."
Sit down there, and take a drink." "Yes, here I am. But how the devil camest thou here? I thought thou wert a judge, Houmain!" "And I thought thou wert a Spanish captain, Jacques!" "Ah! I was so for a time, and then a prisoner. But I got out of the thing very snugly, and have taken again to the old trade, the free life, the good smuggling work." "Viva! viva!
"'What scruple still weighs upon thy soul, O my sister? Dost thou think I have offered too high a worship to thy virtue? Fearest thou so pure an admiration should deter me from that of the Lord?" Houmain had reached this point when the door through which the witnesses had withdrawn suddenly opened. The judges anxiously whispered together.
As to Houmain, he shall be hanged as a smuggler by and by. We may leave him alone for the present. But there is that horrible Lactantius, who lives peacefully, Barre, and Mignon. Take a pen, and write to the Bishop of Poitiers,
Rising with all the gravity he could assume, but still with visible agitation, one of the judges, named Houmain, judge-Advocate of Orleans, read a sort of indictment in a voice so low and hoarse that it was impossible to follow it. He made himself heard only when what he had to say was intended to impose upon the minds of the people.
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