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Updated: May 4, 2025
After Quebec surrendered and the victorious British army entered the gates, some two hundred of them, under the leadership of a priest, Father Coquart, who apparently had a passport from General Murray, marched through the wilderness to the headwaters of the St John and went down to Fort Frederick at the mouth of that river.
"You are free for the rest of the day, Coquart," said the lawyer. "We have done enough. Send away any case that is waiting, to be called to-morrow. Ah! and you must go at once to the public prosecutor's chambers and ask if he is still there; if so, ask him if he can give me a few minutes. Yes; he will not be gone," he added, looking at a common clock in a wooden case painted green with gilt lines.
The instructions to place Jacques Collin in a private room were taken by Coquart to Monsieur Gault, the Governor of the prison. Now, Bibi-Lupin, Jacques Collin's great enemy, has taken steps to have three criminals, who know the man, transferred from La Force to the Conciergerie; if he appears in the prison-yard to-morrow, a terrific scene is expected " "Why?"
"Monsieur de Rastignac and Doctor Bianchon," said the magistrate, "both hold such a social position that their evidence, if it is in your favor, will be enough to procure your release. Coquart, fill up a summons for each of them."
The two farmers were both in the King's service and, in the absence of other diversions, quarrelled ceaselessly. The region, wrote the Jesuit Father Claude Godefroi Coquart, who was sent, in 1750, to inspect the posts, is the finest in the world. He reported, in particular, that the farm of Malbaie had good soil, excellent facilities for raising cattle, and other advantages.
"That friend of Peyrade's is still at my heels," thought Jacques Collin. "If only I knew him, I would get rid of him as I did of Contenson. If only I could see Asie once more!" After signing a paper written by Coquart, the judge put it into an envelope and handed it to the clerk of the Delegate's office. This is an indispensable auxiliary to justice.
Then he haughtily bowed to Monsieur Camusot, and went off with a firm step down the corridors, between two gendarmes. "That is a deep scoundrel!" said the judge to his clerk, to avenge himself for the crushing scorn the poet had displayed. "He thought he might save himself by betraying his accomplice." "Of the two," said Coquart timidly, "the convict is the most thorough-paced."
And he sat tapping the edge of his table with the ivory paper-knife, while Coquart copied Esther's letter. How whimsical is the action of our faculties! Camusot conceived of every crime as possible, and overlooked the only one that the prisoner had now committed the forgery of the will for Lucien's advantage.
My legs shook so that I dared not venture into the street. I went back to my room to rest. Then Coquart, who was putting away the papers of this wretched case, told me that a very handsome woman had taken the Conciergerie by storm, wanting to save Lucien, whom she was quite crazy about, and that she fainted away on seeing him hanging by his necktie to the window-bar of his room.
Coquart rose to fetch a little phial of "Four thieves' Vinegar." "If he is Jacques Collin, he is a splendid actor!" thought Camusot. Coquart held the phial under the convict's nose, while the judge examined him with the keen eye of a lynx and a magistrate. "Take his wig off," said Camusot, after waiting till the man recovered consciousness.
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