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Foureau was walking with his head down, between the notary and the innkeeper, irritated by the ceremony, as he was apprehensive of a riot; and instinctively he turned round towards Placquevent, who, together with the captain, gave vent to loud regrets at Girbal's unsatisfactoriness and the sorry appearance of his men.
Foureau, coming up speedily, questioned him as to how he chanced to be under the beech trees, what his object was in coming back to Chavignolles, and also as to the employment of his time for the past six weeks. "That is no business of yours. I have my liberty." Placquevent searched him to find out whether he had cartridges about him. They were about to imprison him provisionally.
Who should they see in the back shop, beside Placquevent, in the midst of the topers, but Gorju Gorju, rigged out like a well-to-do citizen, entertaining the company! This meeting was taken as a matter of course. So on they lapsed into a discussion about progress. Bouvard had no doubt it existed in the domain of science.
There he was met by Placquevent, with his right knee bent and his fists clenched: "Advance one inch further!" The machinist recoiled. The shouting of the mob reached the chamber. All arose with the desire to run away. The help from Falaise had not arrived. They bewailed the count's absence.
And, when he weighed these arguments, the physician regretted his weakness. As soon as he had gone, Heurtaux went to see Placquevent. Between old soldiers there should be mutual courtesy, but the rural guard, devoted though he was to Foureau, flatly refused to help him. The curé demonstrated to M. de Faverges that the hour had not come. It was necessary to give the Republic time to get used up.
No mercy for the vanquished, no pity for the victims! Once you revolt, you are a scoundrel! "Let us be grateful to Providence," said the curé, "and under Providence to Louis Bonaparte. He gathers around him the most distinguished men. The Count de Faverges will be made a senator." Next day they had a visit from Placquevent. "These gentlemen" had talked a great deal.
Peasants and their wives, workmen from neighbouring factories, and village brats, crowded together in the background; and Placquevent, the keeper, five feet eight inches in height, kept them in check with a look as he walked to and fro with folded arms. The curé's speech was like that of other priests in similar circumstances. After thundering against kings, he glorified the Republic.
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