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Updated: June 15, 2025
A pink light appeared eastwards on the horizon. The morning star, in the pale sky, shone as white and peaceful as the moon, the light crescent of which paled away in the west The birds began to chirp; my master sighed heavily. Jahel ran before us, knocking at the doors, in quest of a bed and a surgeon. Carrying baskets and panniers the vine-growers went grape- gathering.
Jahel kept her word. On the second day after, she scratched at my door. We were a great deal more comfortable in my room than we had been in M. d'Asterac's study, and what had taken place at our first meeting was but child's play in comparison to what love inspired us at our second opportunity.
He excelled as much in trifles as in matters of the greatest importance. Arranging the fish on the embers, he said: "I will tell you, in all confidence, that following the river in search of a favourable place for fishing, I perceived the apocalyptic coach which frightens Mademoiselle Jahel. It stopped somewhat behind our carriage.
She's a pretty girl, and loves me immensely." The carriage had rolled on for more than an hour when Jahel put her head out of the coach window and said to me: "The other carriage has reappeared. I should like to discover the features of the two men who occupy it, but I cannot." I replied that at such a distance, and in the morning mist, it would be impossible to discern them.
The postillions made their horses feel the stimulus that the wine gave to them. "You can calm yourself, Jahel," said he; "at the speed we are going that antique coach, drawn by the horses of the Apocalypse, will never catch us." "We run like cats on hot bricks," said the abbe. "If only it would last!" said Jahel. We saw the vineyards on our right disappear rapidly.
Notwithstanding my grief I could not help laughing when I thought that Jahel, being locked and bolted in by Mosaide, could not rejoin him. So I went to my tutor's room, to write my letters, where I disturbed five or six rats, who had begun to make a meal off his Boethius, which had remained on the night table.
They told you that for years he lived in the Great Pyramid, but as a fact he has been a banker at Lisbon. And it depended only on me to pass in your eyes as a Salamander." "What, Jahel, do you tell me the truth? Your uncle " "Yes, and that is the secret of his jealousy. He believes the Abbe Coignard to be his rival. He disliked him instinctively, at first sight.
Jahel," I exclaimed, in an ardour of love, provoked by her own coolness. "Alas! I did not want anything else with you at the Chateau des Sablons. What was wanting for your happiness?" She made me a sign to show that M. d'Anquetil was observing us. The harness had been repaired and our carriage rolled on again along the road bordered on both sides by vineyards.
When they reached the carriage the post boys lowered the carriage steps, and my beautiful mistress, raising her skirt like a balloon, ascended into the carriage, pushed from behind by M. d'Anquetil. I ran towards them and shouted: "Stop, Jahel! Stop, sir!" But the seducer only pushed the perfidious girl the more, and her charming rounded figure quickly disappeared.
Jahel wanted to remain the night with him. At about eleven o'clock I left the house of M. Coquebert and went in search of a bed at the inn of M. Gaulard. I found M. d'Asterac in the market place. His shadow in the moonlight covered nearly all the surface.
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