The Two Brothers

第41章

“WhereisAgathe?“

“Soundasleep。“

“Ah!somuchthebetter,“saidMadameHochon。“Iwishshemaysleepontillthematterisclearedup。Suchashockmightkillthepoorchild。“

ButAgathewokeupandcamedownhalf-dressed;fortheevasiveanswersofGritte,whomshequestioned,haddisturbedbothherheadandheart。

ShefoundMadameHochon,lookingverypale,withhereyesfulloftears,atoneofthewindowsofthesalonbesideherhusband。

“Courage,mychild。Godsendsusourafflictions,“saidtheoldlady。

“Josephisaccused——“

“Ofwhat?“

“Ofabadactionwhichhecouldneverhavecommitted,“answeredMadameHochon。

Hearingthewords,andseeingthelieutenantofgendarmes,whoatthismomententeredtheroomaccompaniedbythetwogentlemen,Agathefaintedaway。

“Therenow!“saidMonsieurHochontohiswifeandGritte,“carryoffMadameBridau;womenareonlyinthewayatthesetimes。Takehertoherroomandstaythere,bothofyou。Sitdown,gentlemen,“continuedtheoldman。“Themistaketowhichweoweyourvisitwillsoon,I

hope,beclearedup。“

“Evenifitshouldbeamistake,“saidMonsieurMouilleron,“theexcitementofthecrowdissogreat,andtheirmindsaresoexasperated,thatIfearforthesafetyoftheaccused。Ishouldliketogethimarrested,andthatmightsatisfythesepeople。“

“WhowouldeverhavebelievedthatMonsieurMaxenceGilethadinspiredsomuchaffectioninthistown?“askedLousteau-Prangin。

“Oneofmymensaysthere’sacrowdoftwelvehundredmorejustcominginfromthefaubourgdeRome,“saidthelieutenantofgendarmes,“andtheyarethreateningdeathtotheassassin。“

“Whereisyourguest?“saidMonsieurMouillerontoMonsieurHochon。

“Hehasgonetowalkinthecountry,Ibelieve。“

“CallGritte,“saidthejudgegravely。“Iwasinhopeshehadnotleftthehouse。Youareawarethatthecrimewascommittednotfarfromhere,atdaybreak。“

WhileMonsieurHochonwenttofindGritte,thethreefunctionarieslookedateachothersignificantly。

“Ineverlikedthatpainter’sface,“saidthelieutenanttoMonsieurMouilleron。

“Mygoodwoman,“saidthejudgetoGritte,whensheappeared,“theysayyousawMonsieurJosephBridauleavethehousethismorning?“

“Yes,monsieur,“sheanswered,tremblinglikealeaf。

“Atwhathour?“

“JustasIwasgettingup:hewalkedabouthisroomallnight,andwasdressedwhenIcamedownstairs。“

“Wasitdaylight?“

“Barely。“

“Didheseemexcited?“

“Yes,hewasallofatwitter。“

“Sendoneofyourmenformyclerk,“saidLousteau-Prangintothelieutenant,“andtellhimtobringwarrantswithhim——“

“GoodGod!don’tbeinsuchahurry,“criedMonsieurHochon。“Theyoungman’sagi

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