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But you what are you doing outside the barriers?" "Alas! M. Chicot! I am proscribed," said Gorenflot, with an enormous sigh. "What?" "Proscribed, I tell you. My brothers reject me from their bosom: I am anathematized, excommunicated." "Bah! what for?" "Listen, M. Chicot; you will not believe me, perhaps, but I do not know." "Perhaps you were met last night gadding about."
"And I," said the duchess, "if I become a widow, will marry him." "Who is near the king?" asked the duke. "The prior and Brother Gorenflot." "Is he in the cell?" "Oh no! he will look first at the crypt and the relics." At this moment a bell sounded. "The king is returning," said the Duc de Guise; "let us become monks again."
"I laugh at your absolution," cried David, jumping out of bed, and seizing Gorenflot by the throat, "and you shall see if I am too ill to strangle you." Gorenflot was strong, and he pushed David back so violently that he fell into the middle of the room.
This morning on opening his store, "Ventre de biche!" he cried, "times are hard, and I need not be delicate with Henri. This money did not come from him, but from an old uncle. If it were still night, I would go and get 100 crowns from the king; but now I have no resource but in myself or in Gorenflot." This idea of drawing money from Gorenflot made him smile.
"Now," continued the prior, "this religious fervor, which burns so strongly in your heart, will injure you in Paris. I wish you therefore to go and expend it in the provinces." "An exile!" cried Gorenflot. "If you remain here, much worse may happen to you, my dear brother." "What?" "Perpetual imprisonment, or even death."
"I never got tipsy on that wine; it would be agreeable." "You shall to-night. But now ramble about the town." "But the supper?" "I shall be ready against your return; here is a crown meanwhile." Gorenflot went off quite happy, and then Chicot made, with a gimlet, a hole in the partition at about the height of his eye.
Gorenflot went, and soon returned, saying that a gentleman had sold them, and had afterwards taken the road to Avignon. "Alone?" "No, with a lackey." "And where is the other lackey?" "He went towards Lyons." "And how did they go on?" "On horses which they bought." "Of whom?"
"Why, you say to yourself, Dom Modeste Gorenflot is rising he is on the ascending scale." "While I am on the descending one, I suppose?" "It is the fault of your false position, M. Briquet." "M. Gorenflot, do you remember the text, 'He who humbles himself, shall be exalted?" "Nonsense!" cried Gorenflot. "Ah! now he doubts the Holy Writ; the heretic!" "Heretic, indeed!
"As soon as he had left, Madame de Merret rang for Rosalie, and then in a terrible voice she cried: 'The pick! Bring the pick! and set to work. I saw how Gorenflot did it yesterday; we shall have time to make a gap and build it up again. "In an instant Rosalie had brought her mistress a sort of cleaver; she, with a vehemence of which no words can give an idea, set to work to demolish the wall.
While M. la Huriere piled signature upon signature, while Chicot consigned Gorenflot to the Corne d'Abondance, while Bussy returned to life in the happy little garden full of perfume and love, the king, annoyed at all he had seen in the city, and furious against his brother, whom he had seen pass in the Rue St.
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