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After that he remained till dinner-time, talking about the proposed improvements at Montegnac. "Agriculture is a question of time," he said; "the little that I know of it makes me understand what a gain it would be to get some good out of the winter. The rains are now beginning, and the mountains will soon be covered with snow; your operations cannot then be begun.
Graslin immediately bought other lands in order to make himself master of the first peak in the chain of the Correzan mountains on which the vast forest of Montegnac ended.
"Why didn't he marry her?" "How could he? They would certainly have arrested him. As it was, when La Curieux heard he was sentenced to the galleys the poor girl left this part of the country." "Was she a pretty girl?" "Oh!" said Maurice, "my mother says she was very like another girl who has also left Montegnac for something the same reason, Denise Tascheron."
The position of Montegnac was explained to him as his eyes rested on various little streams flowing down the hillsides and on a little river, along the bank of which runs the country road which connects the chief town of the arrondissement with the prefecture. Like all the villages of this upland plain, Montegnac is built of earth baked in the sun and moulded into square blocks.
His highly colored complexion and well-developed corpulence might have made persons think, in spite of his actual sobriety, that he cultivated Bacchus as well as Troplong and Toullier. His half-extinct voice was the sign of an oppressive asthma. Perhaps the dry air of Montegnac had contributed to fix him there. He lived in a house arranged for him by a well-to-do cobbler to whom it belonged.
The mayor, the juge de paix, and the doctor of Montegnac had been invited. The doctor, a young man twenty-seven years of age, named Roubaud, was extremely desirous of knowing a woman so celebrated in Limoges. The rector was all the more pleased to present him at the chateau because he wanted to gather a little society around Veronique to distract her mind and give it food.
"Life is here reduced, you see, to its simplest expression," said the rector, smiling, though his face did not lose the look which the sadness of his heart conveyed to it. I forget, however, that this is August and the Gabou is dry. My head is confused with all these troubles." "Then you like your life here?" said the young abbe. "Yes, monsieur; if God wills, I shall die rector of Montegnac.
"My home is near by," he answered. "What can you do in such a desert?" she said. "I live." "But how? what means of living are there?" "I earn a little something by watching that part of the forest," he answered, pointing to the other side of the summit from the one that overlooked Montegnac. Madame Graslin then saw the muzzle of a gun and also a game-bag.
When Veronique and Monsieur Bonnet had passed the main body of the chateau, they could see beyond the courtyard, the stables, and the offices the great forest of Montegnac, along which the yellow glow was gliding like a soft caress.
In the valley, leading down to the river, irrigating channels like those of La Marche and Berry indicated the flow of water around the village by the green fringe of verdure about them; Montegnac seemed tossed in their midst like a vessel at sea.
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