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Updated: May 28, 2025
The priest, who felt greatly disturbed, and despaired of inducing his companion to come on, turned round to continue his journey, hoping that, by a quick walk to the Bambousses' house, he might yet manage to avoid Jeanbernat. But he had not taken five strides before he heard the bantering voice of the old man close behind him. 'Hie! Cure! wait for me. Are you afraid of me?
Those simple words, bathed with silent tears, fell on the night air with such an expression of superhuman suffering, that even Brother Archangias, in spite of all his harshness, felt touched. He made no reply, but shook his dusty cassock, and wiped his bleeding cheek. When they reached the Bambousses' house, he refused to go inside.
He seated himself, a few yards away, on the body of an overturned cart, where he waited for the Abbe with dog-like patience. 'Ah! here is Monsieur le Cure! cried all the company of Bambousses and Brichets as Serge entered. They filled their glasses once more. Abbe Mouret was compelled to take one, too.
Then he suddenly attacked Abbe Mouret. 'It was all your fault, he cried; 'you ought to have helped me, and, between us, we could have strangled him. Meantime, at the other end of the village, the uproar in the Bambousses' house had become greater than ever. The rhythmic tapping of glasses on a table could be distinctly heard.
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