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You are aware that I consented to speak to my cousin the Comtesse of Salves in relation to the marriage of her daughter with your son. From what happened last night, I should regard it as a misfortune for Irene if she becomes the vicomte's wife. I came here to tell you this." Fougereuse became pale and clutched the back of a chair to keep from falling.
Louison's uncle, the Marquis Jean de Fougereuse, had ended his dreary life shortly after the Vicomte de Talizac's death, and it was not difficult for Arthur, with Pierre Labarre's assistance, to maintain Louison's claims as the daughter of Jules de Fougereuse and sole heiress of the legacy.
If the Marquis of Fougereuse, on the other hand, should come, he is immediately master of the situation. The matter is investigated, the king calls him his savior, and his fortune is made." The marquis sprung up in excitement. "And you are in a position to give me the plans of this society? You know who the conspirators are?" he exclaimed, with sparkling eyes. "Yes, my lord."
"There it is!" she cried to Pierre, and from the eyes in which madness had shone before, reason now sparkled. "Jacques is not my son, but Vicomte de Talizac, and Louison is the Marquise of Fougereuse here are the proofs."
"Now you will no longer dare to prevent me from claiming my rights or dispute my legal title." "No," replied Pierre, sorrowfully; "the real Vicomte de Talizac is dead, and from to-day on you are for me the Marquis of Fougereuse." "I do not understand you," said the marquis, confused. "What has the death of my son got to do with my title?"
In the meantime Fanfaro had helped the marquis on the back of the horse, and now he raised his lantern to untie the knot of the rope with which he had bound the animal to a tree. The light of the lamp fell full upon his face, and the marquis uttered a slight cry; his rescuer resembled in a startling way the old Marquis of Fougereuse. Had he Jules's son before him?
"I really forgot all about it," cried the superintendent to whom Girdel had gone for information. "The body has been taken away long ago." "Taken away?" repeated the athlete, astonished. "Yes; the Marquis of Fougereuse claimed him and took him along. I believe he intends to bury him in his family vault." "Almighty God! Is that true?" asked Girdel, horror-stricken.
"Why do you not speak?" continued the marquis, mockingly. "You are, no doubt, sorrowful at the death of Fanfaro, whom you imagine to be the legitimate heir of the Fougereuse? Yes, I cannot help you; gone is gone; and if it interests you, you can learn how Fanfaro came to his death. I killed him!" "Impossible do not say that!" cried Pierre Labarre in terror.
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