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Updated: May 25, 2025
I awoke one morning and found it by my bedside. I made no inquiry as to how it came there. That would be an after-consideration; but with regard to money, how was that to be obtained? Must I become her debtor? Or am I to be under obligations to Gayarre? Cruel dilemma! At this juncture I thought of Reigart. His calm, kind face came up before me. "An alternative!" soliloquised I; "he will help me!"
The lady herself did not wish it in fact, would not hear of it; he pooh-poohed the "peculiarity" of the "situation," good Doctor Reigart! the accommodation of the hotel was none of the best; besides, it was already crowded with other sufferers; and here the speaker's voice sank so low I could only catch odd phrases, as "stranger,", "not an American", "lost everything", "friends far away", "the hotel no place for a man without money."
She lives in the city. It is likely that Mademoiselle will live with her in future. I believe the aunt has no children of her own, and Eugenie will inherit. This, however, I cannot vouch for. I know it only as a rumour." Reigart spoke these words in a cautious and reserved manner. I noticed something peculiar in the tone in which he uttered them; but I knew his reason for being cautious.
In the hurry and crush I had found no opportunity for an explanation. "Keep up your spirits!" said he, as he pushed his horse alongside me. "Don't have any fear about the result. It's rather an odd affair, and will have an odd ending rather unexpected for somebody, I should say ha! ha! ha!" Reigart actually laughed aloud, and appeared to be in high glee! What could such conduct mean?
Even before the excitement had quieted down, I saw the sheriff, at the instigation of Reigart and others, stride forward to Gayarre, and placing his hand upon the shoulder of the latter, arrest him as his prisoner. "It is false!" cried Gayarre; "a plot a damnable plot! These documents are forgeries! the signatures are false false!" "Not so, Monsieur Gayarre," said the justice, interrupting him.
The entrance of the doctor interrupted this conversation, and relieved me for the moment from the torture which it was inflicting upon me. "A friend in the swamp, did you say?" again interrogated Reigart. I had hesitated to reply, thinking of the crowd by the door. I said to the doctor in a low earnest voice "My dear friend, I have met with an adventure; am badly scratched, as you see.
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