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Father Absinthe hastened to obey; and as soon as the books were brought, M. Tabaret began turning the pages with an eager hand, like a person seeking some word in a dictionary. "Esbayron," he muttered, "Escars, Escayrac, Escher, Escodica at last we have it Escorval! Listen attentively, my boy, and you will be enlightened." This injunction was entirely unnecessary.
"I will confer with this man," said he. "What is his name?" "He is called Bavois, and he is a corporal in the first company of grenadiers." "Bavois," repeated Martial, as if to fix the name in his memory; "Bavois. He was the brave soldier left on guard at Escorval after the troops left the house." "This promises well," said Martial.
Beset by a thousand fears, he had taken the unfrequented roads and had made long circuits to avoid all the people he saw approaching in the distance. Mme. d'Escorval tore the letter rather than took it from his hands. She opened it, read it aloud to Marie-Anne, and merely said: "Let us go at once." But this was easier said than done. They kept but three horses at Escorval.
But the lawyers persevered even while they realized the utter uselessness of their efforts. But what could they do under such circumstances? The defence of these twenty-nine prisoners lasted only one hour and a half. Before the last word was fairly uttered, the Duc de Sairmeuse gave a sigh of relief, and in a tone which betrayed his delight, said: "Prisoner Escorval, stand up."
At the same hour that Lacheneur presented himself at the house of the Abbe Midon, they were seated upon the terrace in front of the house, gazing anxiously at the two roads leading from Escorval to the chateau, and to the village of Sairmeuse. Warned, that same morning, by his friends in Montaignac of the arrival of the duke, the baron had sent his son to inform M. Lacheneur.
So all day Maurice watched the aerial telegraph established upon the citadel, and whose black arms were moving incessantly. "What orders are travelling through space?" he said to the abbe; "is it life or is it death?" "Above all, make haste!" Maurice had said to the messenger charged with bearing a letter to the baroness. Nevertheless, the man did not reach Escorval until nightfall.
Connecting the stories of the peasants with the words addressed to Chanlouineau at Escorval by M. Lacheneur on the preceding evening, he arrived at the conclusion that this report of Marie-Anne's approaching marriage to the young fanner was not so improbable as he had at first supposed. But why should M. Lacheneur give his daughter to an uncultured peasant? From mercenary motives?
Assured of the powerful assistance of Abbe Midon, he had confessed all to his father, and confided his secret to Corporal Bavois, who was an honored guest at Escorval; and these devoted friends had promised him all possible aid. The task was very difficult, however, and certain resolutions on the part of Maurice greatly diminished the chance of success.
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