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Updated: May 13, 2025
I returned to my room after they had entered theirs I could not sleep the whole of the night, and looking out at daybreak, through an opening in the window curtains I saw them crossing the courtyard apparently the best of friends. Jahel's departure augmented my sorrow. I stretched myself full length on my stomach on the floor of my room, and with my face in my hands cried until the evening.
But I could not give you a pin, abbe, without your giving me something in exchange for it; otherwise our friendship would be jeopardised. And that I do not want in any case." "Then I will make an advantageous exchange, mademoiselle: I'll pay for your pin with a kiss." And, taking the pin out of Jahel's hand, he kissed her on both cheeks with inconceivable courtesy, gracefulness and decency.
The but too probable inconstancy of Jahel tore my heart to pieces, and I could have wished that my dear tutor had been more discreet with my rival. So I took the liberty to reproach him mildly for his disclosure of Jahel's name. "Sir," I said, "was it not somewhat imprudent to furnish such indications to a gentleman so luxurious and violent as M. d'Anquetil?"
They are so much torn that, should I not promptly mend them, I run the risk of losing them altogether." I took my accustomed place that day at the dining-table of the cabalist, oppressed by the idea that I sat down at it for the last time. Jahel's treachery had saddened my soul.
I first thought to draw my sword, and was quite decided to defend two existences, which were at this moment still very much mixed. Jahel's calm surprised me, neither her movements nor her voice showed any fear. "Go," she said to me, "fly, and don't fear for me. It's a surprise I have rather wished for.
The threatening carriage had disappeared at a turning of the road. But Jahel's uneasiness had, without his acknowledging it, impressed M. d'Anquetil, who ordered the postboys to hurry their horses, promising them extra good tips. And by an excess of care he passed to each of them a bottle of the wine that the abbe had placed in reserve in the bottom of the carriage.
We resolved, seeing the danger of pursuit, to pass every halting place without stopping as far as Sens, where we decided to stay the night. My imagination went horribly to that night at Sens, thinking that there Jahel's treachery would be completed.
"Oh, sir!" I exclaimed, "this M. d'Anquetil is very insolent. What do you think will be Jahel's reply to his propositions when she knows of them?" "My boy, she knows by now, and I think she will accept them." "If such is the case," I said, "then Mosaide must be warned." "That he is already," replied my tutor. "You have just assisted at the outbreak of his rage."
At the very moment my dear tutor spoke these words a violent shock brought down a rain of glass on our heads, in such confusion that I felt myself blinded, as well as suffocated under Jahel's petticoats, while the abbe complained in a smothered voice that M. d'Anquetil's sword had broken the remainder of his teeth, and over my head Jahel screamed fit to tear to pieces all the air of the Burgundian valleys.
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