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They had taken him out of his cell without warning; they had carried him to the court-house; and here he was confronted with Trumence, whom he thought he should never see again, and with the servant of the Countess Claudieuse. M. Galpin looked the picture of consternation; and M. Daubigeon, radiant with delight, bade him be of good hope. Hopeful of what? How? To what purpose?
And yet he did resist; and, perfectly beside himself with anger, he cried, 'Rather the galleys! Then she laughed, mocking him, and saying, 'Very well, you shall go to the galleys!" Although Trumence entered into many details, it was quite evident that he kept back many things. Still M. Daubigeon did not dare question him, for fear of breaking the thread of his account.
If he has no other strength than what his meal would give him, he won't go far. He had not swallowed four mouthfuls, when he was almost smothered; and Trumence and I at one time thought he would die on our hands: I almost thought it might be fortunate. However, about nine o'clock he was a little better; and he remained all night long at his window." M. Magloire could stand it no longer.
Get me the pickaxe and the crowbar, show me the place where we must make the hole, and I will take charge of Trumence. To-morrow you shall have the money." He was on the point of following the jailer, when Dionysia held him back; and, lifting up her beautiful eyes to him, she said in a tremor,
This had excited him fearfully, and, during a part of the night, Trumence had seen him walk up and down in his cell with all the gestures and incoherent imprecations of a madman. He had hoped for a letter on Wednesday. When none came, he had sunk into a kind of stupor, during which M. Galpin had been unable to draw a word from him.
"Are you in earnest, Trumence?" he asked. "Certainly I am, my dear sir. Here, you see, I am not so badly off: I have a good bed, I have two meals a day, I have nothing to do, and I pick up now and then, from one man or another, a few cents to buy me a pinch of tobacco or a glass of wine." "But your liberty?" "Well, I shall get that too. I have committed no crime.
So it happened, that, after a fortnight's carouse, the sailor was arrested and put in jail; and Trumence was compelled to borrow five francs from the stage-driver to enable him to get home. This fortnight was decisive for his life. During these days he had lost all taste for work, and acquired a real passion for taverns where they played with greasy cards.
"I left the room at all hazards, and went down stairs with the others, and there we found my mistress fainting in an armchair, and my master stretched out at full-length, lying on the floor like a dead man." "What did I say?" cried Trumence. But the commonwealth attorney made him a sign to keep quiet; and, turning again to the girl, he asked, "And the visitor?" "He was gone, sir. He had vanished."
"May I die if I do not tell the truth!" cried Trumence. "M. Jacques has spent a whole night out of jail." The magistrate trembled. "What a story that is!" he said again. "I have my proof," replied Trumence coldly, "and you shall hear.
And if he found neither potatoes in the fields, nor apples in the orchards, what could he do but climb a fence, or scale a wall? Relatively speaking, Trumence was an honest man, and incapable of stealing a piece of money; but vegetables, fruits, chickens
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