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For this purpose, certain formalities had to be attended to; and he had come to arrange with Count Claudieuse the necessary measures. "And I," said Dr. Seignebos, "I request you to take to your heels." He added with a thundering voice, "I think you are very bold to dare to speak in that way of M. de Boiscoran."
The young lawyer spoke in that short, imperious tone which is, so to say, the privilege of his profession, and with such an accent of assurance, that M. de Chandore felt his hopes revive. M. Seneschal was sorely troubled. "And what do you think, sir?" he asked. "That M. de Boiscoran must be innocent," replied the young advocate. And, without leaving time for objections, he continued,
Whenever she leaves the bedside of her dear patients to pray at church for them, she is received with the most touching sympathy and the most sincere admiration by the whole population." "Ah, that wretch Boiscoran!" cried the good people of Sauveterre when they read such an article. The next day, they found this,
Of the eighty or a hundred rooms which it contained, hardly more than eight or ten were furnished, and this only in the simplest possible manner, a sitting-room, a dining-room, a few guest-chambers: this was all M. de Boiscoran required during his rare visits to the place. He himself used in the second story a small room, the door of which opened upon the great staircase.
"And, besides, I know the jailer, Blangin: his wife was formerly in our service." When the young girl, therefore, raised the heavy knocker at the prison-door, she was full of cheerful confidence. Blangin himself came to the door; and, at the sight of the two poor ladies, his broad face displayed the utmost astonishment. "We come to see M. de Boiscoran," said Dionysia boldly.
They had henceforth an inexhaustible topic of discussion, ever new and ever rich in unexpected conjectures, the Boiscoran case. When people met in the streets, they simply asked, "What are they doing now?"
Deeply moved, M. Folgat had watched the old gentleman's grief. Now he said, "Do not blame M. de Boiscoran, sir, now that every thing is against him! Of all of us, he suffers, after all, most; for he is innocent." "Do you still think so?" "More than ever. Little as he has said, he has told Miss Dionysia enough to confirm me in my conjecture, and to prove to me that I have guessed right." "When?"
"I did not only not recognize him, but I know that he is innocent. I am sure of it; and I swear it by all I hold sacred in this world which I am about to leave, and in that world in which I must appear before my sovereign Judge. "May M. de Boiscoran pardon me as I pardon myself. "Poor man!" murmured M. Folgat. The priest at once went on,
"Because I wanted the great lady to marry M. de Boiscoran." "Ah! She told you to do it, did she?" "Oh, no! But she cried so much; and then she told me she would be so happy if her husband were dead. And she was always good to Cocoleu; and the count was always bad; and so I shot him." "Well! But why, then, did you say it was M. de Boiscoran who shot the count?" "They said at first it was me.
The gendarme obeyed his orders. M. de Boiscoran had turned deadly pale. He said to himself, "These unfortunate people believe my guilt!" "Yes," said M. Galpin, who had overheard the words; "and you would comprehend their rage, for which there is good reason, if you knew all that has happened." "What else?" "Two Sauveterre firemen, one the father of five children, have perished in the flames.
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