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Aunt Medea was, it is true, in the garden; but after the orders she had received the poor woman would remain motionless as stone behind the clump of lilacs, the entire night if necessary. For two hours and a half Marie-Anne would be alone at the Borderie. Blanche reflected that this would give her ample time to watch the effects of the poison upon her hated rival.
Yet the Penthièvre influence took with it the Breton-speaking inhabitants of the diocese of Tréguier, and the piety of Charles made the clergy, and especially the friars, devoted to him. On the importance of Penthièvre, see A. de la Borderie, La Géographie feodale de la Brétagne , pp. 60-65. The fight was not waged in Brittany only.
Then he began to be seriously inconvenienced by his cramped quarters in the loft, where prudence compelled him to remain; and it was with transports of joy that he welcomed the idea of taking up his abode at the Borderie with Marie-Anne. When the day of departure had been decided upon, he counted the minutes as impatiently as a school-boy pining for vacation.
She made no attempt to restrain herself or to hide the secret of her sufferings. "Are you sure that what you tell me is true?" she asked. "As sure as that you stand there." "Who told you all this?" "No one I have eyes. I went to the Borderie yesterday to see for myself, and all the shutters were open. Marie-Anne was leaning out of a window. She does not even wear mourning, the heartless hussy!"
He had reached the Borderie, and was about going upstairs, when he thought he heard the sound of voices in the back room. "That is strange," he said to himself. "Who can it be?" And impelled by curiosity, he went and tapped upon the communicating door. The abbe instantly made his appearance, hurriedly closing the door behind him. He was very pale, and visibly agitated.
Since I have been watching the marquis, he has not once passed outside the fortifications. On the other hand, the postman at Sairmeuse, who has been adroitly questioned by my wife, declares that he has not taken a single letter to the Borderie."
It was easy for such a man to read Marie-Anne's character; and while he was at the Borderie he endeavored in every possible way to reassure her, and to restore the self-respect of the unfortunate girl who had confided in him. Had he succeeded? He certainly hoped so.
"At Pont-Herlin." "That is some distance away?" The old woman shook her head and feebly shrugged her thin shoulders. "I must go there." "Well, Mme. Borderie, we will take you there." Without further parley, Albert picked the old woman up lightly and set her down in the brake. The baby was deposited on her knees where he promptly fell asleep.
Poor Marie-Anne, indeed, had no dress but the one which Mme. d'Escorval had given her on the night of the insurrection, when she laid aside her masculine habiliments. Chupin wished to irritate Mme. Blanche still more by other malicious remarks, but she checked him by a gesture. "So you know the way to the Borderie?" she inquired. "Perfectly." "Where is it?"
He pictured a bloody struggle in this miserable den; the sudden arrival of the police, summoned by himself, who would arrest all the parties indiscriminately. He gloated over the thought of a trial in which the crime committed at the Borderie would be brought to light; he saw the duke and the duchess in prison, and the great names of Sairmeuse and of Courtornieu shrouded in eternal disgrace.
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