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When La Teuse had locked the door behind him, after first awakening Abbe Mouret, his voice could still be heard, as he went his way through the black night, singing the last verse of the psalm, Et ipse redimet Israel ex omnibus iniquitatibus ejus, with extraordinary jubilation. That night Abbe Mouret slept very heavily.
Abbe Mouret, holding the chalice by its stem with his left hand, the fingers of his right resting meanwhile on the burse, then bowed profoundly, but without removing his biretta, to a black wooden crucifix, which hung over the side-board.
"Captain de Mouret, you are a soldier, a brave one, as my own eyes have witnessed, reputed a man of untarnished honor. Will you truly answer me one question upon the sacred Blood of Christ?" His earnestness appealed to every better instinct of my nature, so I replied to him: "I will." "Have I your oath?" "You have."
He was more fully furnished with documents regarding the two children of Octave Mouret, with whom he continued to correspond; the little girl was growing up puny and delicate, while the little boy, who strongly resembled his mother, had developed superbly, and was perfectly healthy.
She lives in it; jumps out of the window when Jeanbernat locks the door, bolts off in spite of all, goes nobody knows whither, buries herself in some invisible burrows known only to herself. She must have a fine time in that wilderness. 'Hark, uncle! interrupted Abbe Mouret. 'Isn't that some animal running behind the wall? Uncle Pascal listened.
And the story came back to her; details given by Martine; allusions made by the doctor himself; the whole tragic love adventure of her cousin the Abbe Serge Mouret, then rector of Les Artauds, with an adorable young girl of a wild and passionate nature who lived at Le Paradou.
At last only one cat persisted in remaining on her back. 'It's Moumou, she said. 'His paws are like velvet. Then, calling her brother's attention to the yard, she proudly added: 'See, how clean it is! The yard had indeed been swept out, washed, and raked over. But the disturbed water and the forked-up litter exhaled so fetid and powerful an odour that Abbe Mouret half choked.
A priest is no fit companion for such as you. Then, looking at Abbe Mouret, he growled: 'I knew you were in there. I saw that the stones had been disturbed.... Listen to me, Monsieur le Cure. Your sin has made me your superior, and God tells you, through my mouth, that hell has no torments severe enough for a priest who lets himself succumb to the lusts of the flesh.
The knaves and kings and queens were perpetually coming and going as the battle furiously progressed. 'It's a splendid game, eh? said Brother Archangias, turning towards Abbe Mouret.
He was already raising his whip, when Abbe Mouret stopped him. 'Stay! what o'clock do you make it, uncle? 'A quarter to eleven. The Abbe hesitated; he already seemed to hear La Teuse's terrible voice bawling in his ears that his luncheon was getting cold. But he plucked up courage and added swiftly: 'I'll go with you, uncle. The unhappy man may wish to reconcile himself to God in his last hour.
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