r affectionate brother.
"H. DE LORRAINE."
"At all events," said Chicot, "everything is clear, except the
postscript. Very good, We will look after the postscript, then."
"Dear Monsieur Chicot," Bonhomet ventured to observe, seeing that Chicot
had finished writing, if not thinking, "Dear Monsieur Chicot, you have
not told me what I am to do with this corpse."--"That is a very simple
affair."
"For you, who are full of imagination, it may be, but for me?"
"Well! suppose, for instance, that that unfortunate captain had been
quarreling with the Swiss guards or the Reiters, and he had been brought
to your house wounded, would you have refused to receive him?"
"No, certainly, unless indeed you had forbidden me, dear M. Chicot."
"Suppose that, having been placed in that corner, he had,
notwithstanding the care and attention you had bestowed upon him,
departed this life while in your charge, it would have been a great
misfortune, and nothing more, I suppose?"
"Certainly."
"And, instead of incurring any blame, you would deserve to be commended
for your humanity. Suppose, again, that while he was dying this poor
captain had mentioned the name, which you know very well, of the prior
of Les Jacobins Saint Antoine?"
"Of Dom Modeste Gorenflot?" exclaimed Bonhomet, in astonishment.
"Yes, of Dom Modeste Gorenflot. Very good! You will go and inform Dom
Modeste of it; Dom Modeste will hasten here with all speed, and, as the
dead man's purse is found in one of his pockets--you understand it is
important that the purse should be found; I mention this merely by way
of advice--and as the dead man's purse is found in one of his pockets,
and this letter in the other, no suspicion whatever can be entertained."
"I understand, dear Monsieur Chicot."
"In addition to which you will receive a reward, instead of being
punished."
"You are a great man, dear Monsieur Chicot; I will run at once to the
Priory of St. Antoine."
"Wait a minute! did I not say there was the purse and the letter?"
"Oh! yes, and you have the letter in your hand."--"Precisely."
"I must not say that it has been read and copied?"
"Pardieu! it is precisely on account of this letter reaching its
destination intact that you will receive a recompense."
"The letter contains a secret, then?"
"In such times as the present there are secrets in everything, my dear
Bonhomet."
And Chicot, with this sententious reply, again fastened the silk u
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