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Updated: May 28, 2025
I left her precipitately, and rushed out to find Mercanson. I was told that he had gone out, and I entered his house to wait for him. I sat in the corner of the room on a priest's chair before a dirty black table. I was becoming impatient when I recalled my duel on account of my first mistress. "I received a wound from a bullet and am still a fool," I said to myself. "What have I come to do here?
"In a word, yes or no?" "Yes, sir, I think so, at least." I arose from the table and walked down the road; Mercanson was there. I expected he would try to avoid me; on the contrary he approached me. "Sir," he said, "you exhibited signs of anger which it does not become a man of my character to resent.
From some servant or peasant. I must have some witness who had seen Dalens with Madame Pierson and who knew all about their relations. I could not get that Dalens out of my head, and not being able to talk to any one else, I asked Mercanson about him.
The same response from Mercanson. I could not understand what this peculiar manner signified, much less why she had entrusted her mission to him. "Very well," I said, "I shall see her to-morrow and she will explain what this means." His hesitation continued. "Madame Pierson has also told me that I should inform you in fact, I am requested to " "Well, what is it?" I cried, impatiently.
The same response from Mercanson. I could not understand what this peculiar manner signified, much less why she had entrusted her mission to him. "Very well," I said, "I shall see her to-morrow and she will explain what this means." His hesitation continued. "Madame Pierson has also told me that I should inform you in fact, I am requested to " "Well, what is it?" I cried, impatiently.
IT was Mercanson who had repeated in the village and in the chateaux my conversation with him about Dalens and the suspicions that, in spite of myself, I had allowed him clearly to see. Every one knows how bad news travels in the provinces, flying from mouth to mouth and growing as it flies; that is what happened in this case.
In the name of heaven, help me live! God made me a better man than the one you see before you." Brigitte held out her hands and caressed me tenderly. She begged me to tell her all that had led to this sad scene. I spoke of what I had learned from Larive, but did not dare confess that I had interviewed Mercanson. She insisted that I listen to her explanation.
I waited until the following day and then presented myself at her door; the servant who met me said that her mistress was indeed very ill and could not see me; she refused to accept the money I offered her, and would not answer my questions. As I was passing through the village on my return, I saw Mercanson; he was surrounded by a number of schoolchildren, his uncle's pupils.
I left her precipitately, and rushed out to find Mercanson. I was told that he had gone out, and I entered his house to wait for him. I sat in the corner of the room on a priest's chair before a dirty black table. I was becoming impatient when I recalled my duel on account of my first mistress. "I received a wound from a bullet and am still a fool," I said to myself. "What have I come to do here?
"Sir, you are becoming violent, I think Madame Pierson is seriously ill; she will not be able to see you this week." Another bow, and he retired. It was clear that his visit concealed some mystery: either Madame Pierson did not wish to see me, and I could not explain why, or Mercanson had interfered on his own responsibility.
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