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There was joy in her last glance, and it remained stamped on her dead eyes. "'I brought away the will, and when it was opened I found that Madame de Merret had appointed me her executor. She left the whole of her property to the hospital at Vendome excepting a few legacies.
"Before her husband turned round again the poor woman had nodded to the stranger, to whom the signal was meant to convey, 'Hope. "At four o'clock, as the day was dawning, for it was the month of September, the work was done. The mason was placed in charge of Jean, and Monsieur de Merret slept in his wife's room.
At that moment the old housekeeper rose and said in my ear, "Do not speak; Madame la Comtesse is not in a state to bear the slightest noise, and what you say might agitate her." "'I sat down. A few instants after, Madame de Merret collected all her remaining strength to move her right hand, and slipped it, not without infinite difficulty, under the bolster; she then paused a moment.
'Swear to me before God that there is no one in there; I will believe you I will never open that door. "Madame de Merret took up the crucifix and said, 'I swear it. "'Louder, said her husband; 'and repeat: "I swear before God that there is nobody in that closet." She repeated the words without flinching. "'That will do, said Monsieur de Merret coldly.
After a moment's silence: 'You have there a fine piece of work which I never saw before, said he, examining the crucifix of ebony and silver, very artistically wrought. "'I found it at Duvivier's; last year when that troop of Spanish prisoners came through Vendome, he bought it of a Spanish monk. "'Indeed, said Monsieur de Merret, hanging the crucifix on its nail; and he rang the bell.
But this disease is not to be considered as similar in any respect to that of which I am treating, as it is incapable of producing any specific effects on the human constitution. CASE I. Joseph Merret, now an under gardener to the Earl of Berkeley, lived as a servant with a farmer near this place in the year 1770, and occasionally assisted in milking his master's cows.
Madame de Merret seized a moment when he was unloading some bricks, and when her husband was at the other end of the room to say to Rosalie: 'My dear child, I will give you a thousand francs a year if only you will tell Gorenflot to leave a crack at the bottom. Then she added aloud quite coolly: 'You had better help him.
Instead of calling Rosalie, who was in the kitchen at the moment watching the cook and the coachman playing a puzzling hand at cards, Monsieur de Merret made his way to his wife's room by the light of his lantern, which he set down at the lowest step of the stairs. His step, easy to recognize, rang under the vaulted passage.
"For some time past Monsieur de Merret had been satisfied to ask Rosalie whether his wife was in bed; on the girl's replying always in the affirmative, he at once went to his own room, with the good faith that comes of habit and confidence. But this evening, on coming in, he took it into his head to go to see Madame de Merret, to tell her of his ill-luck, and perhaps to find consolation.
It was this circumstance which suggested the plan he carried out. "'Gorenflot is here, sir, said Rosalie in a whisper. "'Tell him to come in, said her master aloud. "Madame de Merret turned paler when she saw the mason.
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