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Just as Goulard was preparing to go to bed, Corentin, who stopped the vehicle in a little wood, went to his house and told him, confidentially, that in a few moments an emissary from the government would require him to enter the chateau of Cinq-Cygne and arrest the brothers d'Hauteserre and Simeuse; and in case they had already disappeared he would have to ascertain if they had slept there the night before, search Mademoiselle de Cinq-Cygne's papers, and, possibly, arrest both the masters and servants of the household.
The letter was written and signed by the prefect of the Aube. "You have been talking prose without knowing it," said the Unknown, taking back the letter. Antonin Goulard, already struck with the aristocratic tone and manners of this personage, became respectful. "How was that, monsieur?" he asked. "By endeavoring to entice Anicette. She told us of the attempts of your man Julien to corrupt her.
"All of which means," said Goulard, point-blank, "that you will never marry Cecile, my old fellow." "Why not?" said Giguet, ironically.
"What will strike you as very strange," said Antonin Goulard, "is that the party at Cinq-Cygne have just sent Mademoiselle Anicette, the maid of the Princesse de Cadignan, in the Cinq-Cygne carriage, with a note to the stranger, and he is going now to pass the night there." "Ah ca!" said Olivier Vinet, "then he is not a man; he's a devil, a phoenix, he will poculate "
Then he rode on, after seeing the sub-prefect lay his fingers on his lips as a warning to keep silence. "Well, what news from the prefecture?" said the procureur-du-roi, when Goulard returned to the group of the three functionaries.
Still she patted and consoled the little chap as much as she could; and when Doctor Jolly came up from Endleigh presently, he said that she had done everything that was proper for the patient, only suggesting that his face might be covered during the night with a piece of soft rag dipped in Goulard water, so as to ease the pain of the brows and let the little sufferer sleep.
"I can't help knowing it, monsieur, for yesterday at Madame Marion's, Madame Beauvisage said openly that Monsieur Grevin, Cecile's grandfather, would give his granddaughter the hotel de Beauseant in Paris and two hundred thousand francs for a wedding present." The stranger's eyes expressed no surprise. He seemed to consider the fortune rather paltry. "Do you know Arcis well?" he asked of Goulard.
"Nothing satisfactory," replied Goulard, stepping quickly, as if he wanted to get away from the others, who now walked silently toward the middle of the square, somewhat piqued by the manner of the sub-prefect. There Monsieur Martener noticed old Madame Beauvisage, the mother of Phileas, surrounded by nearly all the bourgeois on the square, to whom she was apparently relating something.
Make yourself at home, Goulard, and empty a bottle to my health." When the door of the other room was closed, M. Lecoq broke the seal of the letter, and read: "MY DEAR PLANTAT: "You asked me for a word, so I scratch off a line or two which I shall send to our sorcerer's " "Oh, ho," cried M. Lecoq. "Monsieur Gendron is too good, too flattering, really!" No matter, the compliment touched his heart.
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.
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