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His commands were brief, but to the point; they were to watch the frontier, to submit all travellers to a rigorous examination, to search the house, and to sow the description of d'Escorval broadcast through the land. But first of all he ordered the arrest both of Abbe Midon the Cure of Sairmeuse, and of the son of Baron d'Escorval.
Appalled by a dread of disgrace, did she commit the crime committed by so many other ruined and forsaken women? Did she murder her own child?" A hideous smile curved his thin lips. "If the child is alive," he added, "I will find it, and Maurice shall be punished for his perfidy as he deserves." He paused; the sound of horses' hoofs upon the road attracted his attention, and that of Abbe Midon.
"Ah!" she thought, "the Marquis de Sairmeuse would be a hero if he were sincere!" And she did not wish him to be a hero. The result of these suspicions was that she hesitated five days before repairing to the rendezvous where Father Poignot usually awaited her. When she did go, she found, not the worthy farmer, but Abbe Midon, who had been greatly alarmed by her long absence.
From the window, Abbe Midon and Mme. d'Escorval watched the little cortege, organized for the purpose of deceiving the Duc de Sairmeuse's spies, as it moved rapidly away. Corporal Bavois, with his head bound up with bloodstained linen, had taken the baron's place upon the litter. This was one of the troubled epochs in history that try men's souls.
Maurice was sometimes late; but the baron, like all great workers, was punctuality itself. What extraordinary thing could have happened? Her surprise became uneasiness when she learned that her husband had departed in company with Abbe Midon.
Pierre Midon laughed. "By my faith! If priests were to live as Christ lived, Paris might learn to respect them!" he said, "But we know that they will not, and that few of them are better than the worst of us!
Some were of the opinion that the crowd should disperse; others wished to march against Montaignac without Lacheneur, and that, immediately. But these deliberations were interrupted by the furious gallop of a horse. A carriage appeared, and stopped in the centre of the open space. Two men alighted; Baron d'Escorval and Abbe Midon. They were in advance of Lacheneur.
"So has she!" echoed Midon, opening his eyes a little wider "Then what do you suppose? "Just this," said Patoux, emphasizing his words by marking them out with a fat thumb on the palm of the other hand "That Cazeau was the villain of the piece as they say in the theatres, and that she has punished him for his villainy.
Maurice d'Escorval, who had entered the magistracy, and was now a judge in the tribunal of the Seine; Abbe Midon, who had come to Paris with Maurice, and Martial and herself. There was another person, the bare recollection of whom made her tremble, and whose name she dared not utter. Jean Lacheneur, Marie-Anne's brother.
For M. d'Escorval, above all others, Abbe Midon would make haste. The baron was his friend; and a terrible apprehension seized him when he saw Mme. d'Escorval at the gate watching for him. By the way in which she rushed to meet him, he thought she was about to announce some irreparable misfortune. But no she took his hand, and, without uttering a word, she led him to her son's chamber.
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