ofession ours is! Here
is a man, a wretch, whom I should be most happy to strangle with my own
hands; and I am compelled to do all I can to recall him to life: I
must lavish my attentions upon him, and seek every means to relieve his
sufferings."
"Is he any better?"
"Not at all! Unless a special miracle should be performed in his behalf,
he will leave the court-house only feet forward, and that in twenty-four
hours. I have not concealed it from the countess; and I have told her,
that, if she wishes her husband to die in peace with Heaven, she has but
just time to send for a priest."
"And has she sent for one?"
"Not at all! She told me her husband would be terrified by the
appearance of a priest, and that would hasten his end. Even when
the good priest from Brechy came of his own accord, she sent him off
unceremoniously."
"Ah the miserable woman!" cried Dionysia.
And, after a moment's reflection, she added,--
"And yet that may be our salvation. Yes, certainly. Why should I
hesitate? Wait for me here: I am coming back."
She hurried out. Her grandpapa was about to follow her; but M. Folgat
stopped him.
"Let her do it," he said,--"let her do it!"
It had just struck ten o'clock. The court-house, just now as full and as
noisy as a bee-hive, was silent and deserted. In the immense hall, badly
lighted by a smoking lamp, there were only two men to be seen. One was
the priest from Brechy, who was praying on his knees close to a door;
and the other was the watchman, who was slowly walking up and down, and
whose steps resounded there as in a church.
Dionysia went straight up to the latter.
"Where is Count Claudieuse?" she asked.
"There, madam," replied the man, pointing at the door before which the
priest was praying,--"there, in the private office of the commonwealth
attorney."
"Who is with him?"
"His wife, madam, and a servant."
"Well, go in and tell the Countess Claudieuse,--but so that her
husband does not hear you,--that Miss Chandore desires to see her a few
moments."
The watchman made no objection, and went in. But, when he came back, he
said to the young girl,--
"Madam, the countess sends word that she cannot leave her husband, who
is very low."
She stopped him by an impatient gesture, and said,--
"Never mind! Go back and tell the countess, that, if she does not come
out, I shall go in this moment; that, if it must be, I shall force my
way in; that I shall call for help; that
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