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Updated: June 3, 2025
It is the old story a man with a woman, and the man is most often the devil in it. Anyway, this Marguerite went mad on her love- affair, and we called her 'La Folle, not harshly for all the town was kind to her. I mentioned her name once in the presence of this man Cazeau, and he started as if an adder had bitten him. And now he has disappeared and strange to say, so has she!"
"Yes the whole business looks as black as murder!" he said. Moretti looked at him sharply. "Murder? You suppose " "That Claude Cazeau has been murdered? Certainly I suppose it! It is more than a week now since we heard that he had mysteriously disappeared, and still there is no news. What can it be but murder? But I do not for a moment suppose that our good Saint Felix is concerned in it!"
"Ah!" and Patoux, having stuffed his pipe sufficiently, lit it, and proceeded to smoke peaceably "There must be much to do. Many poor and sick who need money, and clothes, and help in every way, and to try and do good, and give comfort to all the unhappy souls in Rouen is a hard task, even for an Archbishop." Cazeau linked his thin hands together with an action of pious fervour and assented.
They know much about geography, and the stars, and anatomy, and what they call physical sciences; but whether they have got it into their heads that the good God wants them to live straight, clean, honest, wholesome lives, is more than I am certain of. However, I trust Pere Laurent will do what he can." "Pere Laurent?" echoed Cazeau, with a wide smile "You have a high opinion of Pere Laurent?
And Cazeau set a rather exorbitant value on his own life, as most men do whose lives are of no sort of consequence to the world. So he was careful to walk where there was the least danger of slipping, and as he lit an excellent cigar, and puffed the faint blue rings of smoke out into the clear moonlit atmosphere, he was in a very agreeable frame of mind.
Though if I were to speak the whole truth, and if I were to believe the nonsense-talk of a child, I should perhaps give the credit of the miracle to the stray boy whom the Cardinal found outside the Cathedral door "Cazeau started "For Fabien says that he began to feel strong the moment that little lad touched him!" "The boy!" exclaimed Cazeau "The boy!" A curious silence ensued.
Jean Patoux lifting his drowsy eyes gazed fixedly at the whitewashed ceiling, Madame, his wife, stood beside him watching the changes on Cazeau's yellow face and Martine sat down to take breath after her voluble outburst. "The boy!" muttered Cazeau again then he broke into a harsh laugh.
For this same Cazeau came to our house one night when Martine was there, and told her he had instructions to take her to Rome to see the Pope, and her child with her, for the purpose of explaining the miracle in her own words, and giving the full life- history of herself and the little one.
I must do this myself, and think well of all I should say." He paused, then added, "They tell me Claude Cazeau, secretary to the Archbishop of Rouen brought the news of this so-called miracle to Rome. I should have liked to have seen that man to- night." "You will see him at the Vatican," said Sovrani. with a touch of irony, "That will be time enough! Oh, innocent Felix!
Half the folks said he was God, the other half that he had a devil. Jerusalem was like Rouen, Rouen is like Jerusalem. Jerusalem was ancient and wicked; Rouen is modern and wickeder, that's all! As for music in the church, we have only the Archbishop's warrant that the Cardinal ever said anything about hearing music." "'ONLY' the Archbishop's warrant!" echoed Cazeau meaningly.
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