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Updated: June 18, 2025
"Our counsel has forgiven you," said the eldest de Simeuse to the Court. Madame d'Hauteserre fell ill, and was three months in her bed at the hotel de Chargeboeuf.
Old d'Hauteserre wept. "Ah! why did they not listen to the Abbe Goujet and fly!" cried Madame d'Hauteserre, exasperated. "If they could have escaped, and you prevented them," said Bordin, "you have killed them yourselves. Judgment by default gains time; time enables the innocent to clear themselves.
Distrust my colleague and look to me. I can save every one of you." "But what is it all about?" said Mademoiselle Goujet. "A matter of life and death; you must know that," replied Corentin. Madame d'Hauteserre fainted. To Mademoiselle Goujet's great astonishment and Corentin's disappointment, Laurence's room was empty.
Without intelligence, but loyal, miserly as a peasant yet noble in demeanor, bold in his wishes but discreet in word and action, turning all things to profit, willing even to be made mayor of Cinq-Cygne, Monsieur d'Hauteserre was an admirable representative of those honorable gentlemen on whose brow God Himself has written the word mites, Frenchmen who burrowed in their country homes and let the storms of the Revolution pass above their heads; who came once more to the surface under the Restoration, rich with their hidden savings, proud of their discreet attachment to the monarchy, and who, after 1830, recovered their estates.
The keeper of Couvrai is the father of one of their soldiers; he has hidden them tonight in a hut in the forest deserted by charcoal-burners. They are eight in all, Messieurs d'Hauteserre and four others are with my cousins." "Mademoiselle, no one is looking for the others! let them save themselves as they can; we must think only of the Messieurs de Simeuse. It is enough just to warn the rest."
Laurence alone disturbed its even tenor by her sudden journeys, her uncertain returns, and by what Madame d'Hauteserre called her pranks. But with all this peacefulness there existed at Cinq-Cygne conflicting interests and certain causes of dissension.
The mayor's visit at that time of night was all the more bewildering to the card-players when they saw the agitation of his face. "Where is the countess?" were his first words. "She has gone to bed," said Madame d'Hauteserre. The mayor, incredulous, listened to noises that were heard on the upper floor. "What is the matter with you, Goulard?" said Monsieur d'Hauteserre.
"Sire," said Fouche, "rely upon it, you will hear of those men again." "Messieurs d'Hauteserre and de Simeuse are not willing to bear arms against France, now that events have taken their present course," he said, aloud; "they have little sympathy, it is true, with the Imperial government, but they are just the men that your Majesty ought to conciliate.
Why, you are a knight of the olden time," said Laurence, to her visitor, taking his arm and leading him into the salon. "What has he come for?" thought old d'Hauteserre. Monsieur de Chargeboeuf, a handsome old gentleman of sixty-six, in light-colored breeches, his small weak legs encased in colored stockings, wore powder, pigeon-wings and a queue.
Grevin knew its provisions thoroughly, and was able to apply them in this affair with terrible celerity, under a theory, now converted into a certainty, of the guilt of Michu and the Messieurs de Simeuse and d'Hauteserre.
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