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"Let the witnesses come in, but one by one." The first who entered was the only son of a well-to-do farmer in the village of Brechy, called Ribot. He was a young fellow of about twenty-five, broad-shouldered, with a very small head, a low brow, and formidable crimson ears. For twenty miles all around, he was reputed to be an irresistible beau, a reputation of which he was very proud.
He loves you, and you were ready to sacrifice your life for his sake. He forsakes me; but I sacrifice my honor to him. Farewell!" And hastening to the door, while Dionysia returned to her friends, she summoned the priest from Brechy.
But will they accept it? On the day on which he was arrested, M. de Boiscoran, trying to find an excuse for having been out that night, has said that he had gone to see his wood-merchant at Brechy. That was a disastrous imprudence. And here is the real danger. As to the rest, that amounts to nothing.
As for the priest, chance led me to learn this: precisely at the hour at which M. de Boiscoran would have been at Brechy, a priest passed the Marshalls' Cross-roads; and this priest, whom I have seen, belongs to the next parish. He also dined at M. Besson's, and had just been sent for to attend a dying woman. The little girl, therefore, did not tell a story; she only made a mistake."
In the proper course of the law, the sentence which condemned Jacques was declared null and void; and Cocoleu, found guilty of having committed the crime at Valpinson, was sentenced to hard labor for life. A month later Jacques de Boiscoran was married at the church in Brechy to Dionysia de Chandore. The witnesses for the bridegroom were M. Magloire and Dr.
There is the water in which M. de Boiscoran washed his hands when he came home, and in which they have found traces of burnt paper. We have only to modify the facts very slightly to explain that. We have only to state that M. de Boiscoran is a passionate smoker: that is well known. He had taken with him a goodly supply of cigarettes when he set out for Brechy; but he had taken no matches.
Immediately all became silent; hats were raised; the crowd parted; and a passage was opened. On the porch appeared the priest from Brechy, and two other priests. Behind them came attendants from the hospital, who bore a bier covered with black cloth; and beneath the cloth the outlines of a human body could be seen. The women began to cry; and those who had room enough knelt down.
M. Galpin stopped him by a gesture. "That is not so," he said severely. "Oh!" "You never went to Brechy." "I beg your pardon." "And the proof is, that, about eleven o'clock, you were hurriedly crossing the forest of Rochepommier." "Yes, you! And do not say No; for there are your trousers torn to pieces by the thorns and briers through which you must have made your way."
"He breathed his last this morning, at two or three minutes before six o'clock. I saw his body in the private room of the attorney-general. The priest from Brechy was there, and two other priests from his parish. They were waiting for a bier to have him carried to his house." "Poor man!" murmured M. Daubigeon.
Sheriff, take out the persons who presume to laugh. And once more I give notice, that, at the first disturbance, I shall order the room to be cleared. Then, turning again to the accused, he said, P. Go on! A. I went therefore to the priest at Brechy, that evening: unluckily there was no one at home at the parsonage when I got there.
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