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Updated: June 29, 2025
They declared that while passing through the fields at the base of the precipitous cliff upon which the citadel was built, they had discovered a rope dangling from the side of the rock. A rope! Then one of the condemned prisoners must have escaped. The guards hastened to Baron d'Escorval's room it was empty.
Ah! had she heard Monsieur d'Escorval's or the abbe's name mentioned, she might have felt some doubt of Marie-Anne's guilt; her resolution might have wavered, and who knows? But no. Young Poignot, in referring to the baron had said: "our gentleman," Marie-Anne said: "he." Is not "he" always the person who is uppermost in our minds, the husband whom one hates or the lover whom one adores?
That worthy priest whom you see there, is an excellent physician. He is examining Monsieur d'Escorval's wounds now. It was by his order that we procured and lighted this candle, which may bring our enemies upon us at any moment; but this is not a time for hesitation." Bavois looked with all his eyes, but from where he was standing he could discover only a confused group of moving figures.
I was going to the prefecture to request you, on M. d'Escorval's behalf, to send one of our comrades to the Morgue this morning. The affair at the Poivriere has been noised about, and all the world will be there, so he desires some officer to be present to watch the crowd and listen to the remarks of the visitors." "All right; Father Absinthe shall be there when the doors open."
With tears rolling down his cheeks, he related the details of the execution, which he had heard from an eyewitness. Fortunately, or unfortunately, he knew nothing of M. d'Escorval's flight or of M. Lacheneur's arrest. But he was well acquainted with Chanlouineau, and he was inconsolable over the death of that "handsome young fellow, the best farmer in the country."
I saw him yesterday for the first time since Baron d'Escorval's escape." The effort which she had made to rise and to speak had exhausted her strength. She fell back in the armchair. But Blanche was pitiless. "You have not seen Martial! Tell me, then, who gave you this costly furniture, these silken hangings, all the luxury that surrounds you?" "Chanlouineau." Blanche shrugged her shoulders.
He slipped the letter into his pocket, then with a hasty movement he cast his red beard and wig upon the floor. "Lecoq!" exclaimed Martial, paler than death. "Lecoq, yes, Monsieur," replied the young detective. "I was obliged to take my revenge; my future depended upon it, and I ventured to imitate Monsieur d'Escorval's writing."
Leaning against the gilded door-post, he witnessed the terrible scene in the little salon. He saw Martial de Sairmeuse, frantic with passion, cast into the face of his father-in-law Maurice d'Escorval's letter. One might have supposed that all this did not affect him in the least, he stood so cold and unmoved, with compressed lips and downcast eyes; but appearances were deceitful.
"Nothing is decided yet," the officers answered in response to Mme. d'Escorval's questions. "The cure will hasten here as soon as the verdict is rendered." Then, as they had promised not to lose sight of Maurice, they seated themselves in gloomy silence. The house was silent. One might have supposed the hotel deserted.
Still, when her name had been taken, and a keeper was ordered to remove her, nature reasserted itself, and scarcely had she entered the corridor than she was heard quarreling with the guard. "You are wrong not to be polite," she said; "you are losing a good fee, without counting many a good drink I would stand you when I get out of here." Lecoq was now free until M. d'Escorval's arrival.
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