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Opposite them, at the extremity of the long hail, they could see a vaguely white point standing out against the sombre background. This was the accused. She had dragged herself to her place. When Charmolue had installed himself in a magisterial manner in his own, he seated himself, then rose and said, without exhibiting too much self-complacency at his success, "The accused has confessed all."
One of the sergeants of police was obliged to notify Master Charmolue of the fact, as the latter, during this entire scene, had been engaged in studying the bas-relief of the grand portal which represents, according to some, the sacrifice of Abraham; according to others, the philosopher's alchemical operation: the sun being figured forth by the angel; the fire, by the fagot; the artisan, by Abraham.
And she fell back upon the leather bed, dying, doubled up, allowing herself to hang suspended from the strap buckled round her waist. "Come, fair one, hold up a little," said Master Pierrat, raising her. "You have the air of the lamb of the Golden Fleece which hangs from Monsieur de Bourgogne's neck." Jacques Charmolue raised his voice, "Clerk, write.
At a sign from Charmolue, she was replaced on the bed, and two coarse hands adjusted to her delicate waist the strap which hung from the ceiling. "For the last time, do you confess the facts in the case?" demanded Charmolue, with his imperturbable benignity. "I am innocent." "Then, mademoiselle, how do you explain the circumstance laid to your charge?" "Alas, monseigneur, I do not know."
"Come," said Charmolue, "carry her to the cart, and make an end of it."
"He is destroying himself!" he cried aloud; "You see well that he does not know what he is doing." "Silence among the louts at the end of the hail!" said the bailiff sharply. Jacques Charmolue, by the aid of the same manoeuvres of the tambourine, made the goat perform many other tricks connected with the date of the day, the month of the year, etc., which the reader has already witnessed.
"So you deny them?" "All!" "Proceed," said Charmolue to Pierrat. Pierrat turned the handle of the screw-jack, the boot was contracted, and the unhappy girl uttered one of those horrible cries which have no orthography in any human language. "Stop!" said Charmolue to Pierrat. "Do you confess?" he said to the gypsy. "All!" cried the wretched girl. "I confess! I confess! Mercy!"
'Twas a priest, a priest whom I do not know; an infernal priest who pursues me!" "That is it," retorted the judge; "the surly monk." "Oh, gentlemen! have mercy! I am but a poor girl " "Of Egypt," said the judge. Master Jacques Charmolue interposed sweetly, "In view of the sad obstinacy of the accused, I demand the application of the torture." "Granted," said the president.
It seemed to her as though she beheld advancing from all quarters towards her, with the intention of crawling up her body and biting and pinching her, all those hideous implements of torture, which as compared to the instruments of all sorts she had hitherto seen, were like what bats, centipedes, and spiders are among insects and birds. "Where is the physician?" asked Charmolue.
This was, if the reader remembers, one of his prettiest accomplishments. This incident, this last proof, produced a great effect. The goat's hoofs were tied, and the king's procurator resumed the thread of his eloquence. It was very long, but the peroration was admirable. Here is the concluding phrase; let the reader add the hoarse voice and the breathless gestures of Master Charmolue,
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