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"Yes, my lords," said Houmain, addressing the judges, "this bouquet of white roses and this manuscript, signed with the blood of the magician, a counterpart of the contract he has made with Lucifer, and which he was obliged to carry about him in order to preserve his power, have been recognized and brought before you.
Jacques had already passed one foot over her; but another face appeared, livid and surprised-that of a very tall man, enveloped in a cloak covered with snow. He again recoiled, and laughed a laugh of terror and rage. It was Laubardemont, followed by armed men; they looked at one another. "Ah, com-r-a-d-e, yo-a ra-a-scal!" hiccuped Houmain, rising with difficulty; "thou'rt a Royalist."
As to Houmain, he shall be hanged as a smuggler by and by. We may leave him alone for the present. But there is that horrible Lactantius, who lives peacefully, Barre, and Mignon. Take a pen, and write to the Bishop of Poitiers,
But, I say, don't tell Laubardemont that she still lives; he'd think 'twas for the sake of economy I've kept her for a servant." "How! is he here?" cried Jacques. "Drink!" replied the phlegmatic Houmain, who himself set the example most assiduously, and began to half shut his eyes with a languishing air.
A flash of lightning entered the small window, and filled the room with a sulphurous odor. A fearful clap immediately followed; the cabin shook; and a beam fell outside. "Hallo, the house!" cried the drunken man; "the Devil's among us; and our friends are not come!" "Sing!" said Jacques, drawing the pack upon which he was close to that of Houmain.
"And thine?" replied Jacques. "Is't the crucifix of red-hot iron?" Here Houmain, rising between them, laughing and staggering, said to the judge, slapping him on the shoulder. "You are a long time coming to an understanding, friend; do-on't you know him of old? He's a very good fellow." "I? no!" cried Laubardemont, aloud; "I never saw him before."
But 'tis also more profitable; everything has its price." "Very properly so," said Jacques. "Behold me, then, in a red robe. I helped to give a yellow one and brimstone to a fine fellow, who was cure at Loudun, and who had got into a convent of nuns, like a wolf in a fold; and a fine thing he made of it." "Ha, ha, ha! That's very droll!" laughed Jacques. "Drink," said Houmain.
Sit down there, and take a drink." "Yes, here I am. But how the devil camest thou here? I thought thou wert a judge, Houmain!" "And I thought thou wert a Spanish captain, Jacques!" "Ah! I was so for a time, and then a prisoner. But I got out of the thing very snugly, and have taken again to the old trade, the free life, the good smuggling work." "Viva! viva!
Sit down there, and take a drink." "Yes, here I am. But how the devil camest thou here? I thought thou wert a judge, Houmain!" "And I thought thou wert a Spanish captain, Jacques!" "Ah! I was so for a time, and then a prisoner. But I got out of the thing very snugly, and have taken again to the old trade, the free life, the good smuggling work." "Viva! viva!
Rising with all the gravity he could assume, but still with visible agitation, one of the judges, named Houmain, judge-Advocate of Orleans, read a sort of indictment in a voice so low and hoarse that it was impossible to follow it. He made himself heard only when what he had to say was intended to impose upon the minds of the people.
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