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poor; sick sisterdying; and even more miserable than myselfwould you
not have pity upon me?  Do you think one finds pleasure in one's infamy?〃
cried the unfortunate; with a burst of frightful laughter; then she
added; in a low voice; and with a shudder; 〃Oh; if you knew; Jacques! it
is so infamous; so horrible; that I preferred death to falling so low a
second time。  I should have killed myself; had I not heard you were
here。〃 Then; seeing that Jacques did not answer her; but shook his head
mournfully as he sank down though still supported by Ninny Moulin;
Cephyse exclaimed; as she lifted her clasped hands towards him; 〃Jacques!
one wordfor pity's sakeforgive me!〃

〃Gentlemen; pray remove this woman;〃 cried Morok; 〃the sight of her
causes my friend too painful emotions。〃

〃Come; my dear child; be reasonable;〃 said several of the guests; who;
deeply moved by this scene; were endeavoring to withdraw Cephyse from it;
〃leave him; and come with us; he is not in any danger。〃

〃Gentlemen! oh; gentlemen!〃 cried the unfortunate creature; bursting into
tears; and raising her hands in supplication; 〃listen to meI will do
all that you wish meI will gobut; in heaven's name; send for help;
and do not let him die thus。  Look; what pain he suffers! what horrible
convulsions!〃

〃She is right;〃 said one of the guests; hastening towards the door; 〃we
must send for a doctor。〃

〃There is no doctor to be found;〃 said another; 〃they are all too busy。〃

〃We will do better than that;〃 cried a third; 〃the Hospital is just
opposite; and we can carry the poor fellow thither。  They will give him
instant help。  A leaf of the table will make a litter; and the table…
cloth a covering。〃

〃Yes; yes; that is it;〃 said several voices; 〃let us carry him over at
once。〃

Jacques; burnt up with brandy; and overcome by his interview with
Cephyse; had again fallen into violent convulsions。  It was the dying
paroxysm of the unfortunate man。  They were obliged to tie him with the
ends of the cloth; so as to secure him to the leaf which was to serve for
a litter; which two of the guests hastened to carry away。  They yielded
to the supplication of Cephyse; who asked; as a last favor; to accompany
Jacques to the Hospital。  When the mournful procession quitted the great
room of the eating…house; there was a general flight among the guests。
Men and women made haste to wrap themselves in their cloaks; in order to
conceal their costumes。  The coaches; which had been ordered in tolerable
number for the return of the masquerade; had luckily arrived。  The
defiance had been fully carried out; the audacious bravado accomplished;
and they could now retire with the honors of war。  Whilst a part of the
guests were still in the room; an uproar; at first distant; but which
soon drew nearer; broke out with incredible fury in the square of Notre…
Dame。

Jacques had been carried to the outer door of the tavern。  Morok and
Ninny Moulin; striving to open a passage through the crowd in the
direction of the Hospital; preceded the litter。  A violent reflux of the
multitude soon forced them to stop; whilst a new storm of savage outcries
burst from the other extremity of the square; near the angle of the
church。

〃What is it then?〃 asked Ninny Moulin of one of those ignoble figures
that was leaping up before him。  〃What are those cries?〃

〃They are making mince…meat of a poisoner; like him they have thrown into
the river;〃 replied the man。  〃If you want to see the fun; follow me
close;〃 added he; 〃and peg away with your elbows; for fear you should be
too late。〃

Hardly had the wretch pronounced these words than a dreadful shriek
sounded above the roar of the crowd; through which the bearers of the
litter; preceded by Morok; were with difficulty making their way。  It was
Cephyse who uttered that cry。  Jacques (one of the seven heirs of the
Rennepont family) had just expired in her arms! By a strange fatality; at
the very moment that the despairing exclamation of Cephyse announced that
death; another cry rose from that part of the square where they were
attacking the poisoner。  That distant; supplicating cry; tremulous with
horrible alarm; like the last appeal of a man staggering beneath the
blows of his murderers; chilled the soul of Morok in the midst of his
execrable triumph。

〃Damnation!〃 cried the skillful assassin; who had selected drunkenness
and debauchery for his murderous but legal weapons; 〃it is the voice of
the Abbe d'Aigrigny; whom they have in their clutches!〃




CHAPTER XXIII。

THE POISONER。

It is necessary to go back a little before relating the adventure of
Father d'Aigrigny; whose cry of distress made so deep an impression upon
Morok just at the moment of Jacques Rennepont's death。  We have said that
the most absurd and alarming reports were circulating in Paris; not only
did people talk of poison given to the sick or thrown into the public
fountains; but it was also said that wretches had been surprised in the
act of putting arsenic into the pots which are usually kept all ready on
the counters of wine…shops。  Goliath was on his way to rejoin Morok;
after delivering a message to Father d'Aigrigny; who was waiting in a
house on the Place de l'Archeveche。  He entered a wine…shop in the Rue de
la Calandre; to get some refreshment; and having drunk two glasses of
wine; he proceeded to pay for them。  Whilst the woman of the house was
looking for change; Goliath; mechanically and very innocently; rested his
hand on the mouth of one of the pots that happened to be within his
reach。

The tall stature of this man and his repulsive and savage countenance had
already alarmed the good woman; whose fears and prejudices had previously
been roused by the public rumors on the subject of poisoning; but when
she saw Goliath place his hand over the mouth of one of her pots; she
cried out in dismay: 〃Oh! my gracious! what are you throwing into that
pot?〃 At these words; spoken in a loud voice; and with the accent of
terror; two or three of the drinkers at one of the tables rose
precipitately; and ran to the counter; while one of them rashly
exclaimed: 〃It is a poisoner!〃

Goliath; not aware of the reports circulated in the neighborhood; did not
at first understand of what he was accused。  The men raised their voices
as they called on him to answer the charge; but he; trusting to his
strength; shrugged his shoulders in disdain; and roughly demanded the
change; which the pale and frightened hostess no longer thought of giving
him。

〃Rascal!〃 cried one of the men; with so much violence that several of the
passers…by stopped to listen; 〃you shall have your change when you tell
us what you threw in the pot!〃

〃Ha! did he throw anything into the wine…pot?〃 said one of the passers…
by。

〃It is; perhaps; a poisoner;〃 said another。

〃He ought to be taken up;〃 added a third。

〃Yes; yes;〃 cried those in the househonest people perhaps; but under
the influence of the general panic; 〃he must be taken up; for he has been
throwing poison into the wine…pots。〃

The words 〃He is a poisoner〃 soon spread through the group; which; at
first composed of three or four persons; increased every instant around
the door of the wine…shop。  A dull; menacing clamor began to rise from
the crowd; the first accuser; seeing his fears thus shared and almost
justified; thought he was acting like a good and courageous citizen in
taking Goliath by the collar; and saying to him: 〃Come and explain
yourself at the guard…house; villain!〃

The giant; already provoked at insults of which he did not perceive the
real meaning; was exasperated at this sudden attack; yielding to his
natural brutality; he knocked his adversary down upon the counter; and
began to hammer him with his fists。  During this collision; several
bottles and two or three panes of glass were broken with much noise;
whilst the woman of the house; more and more frightened; cried out with
all her might; 〃Help! a poisoner! Help! murder!〃

At the sound of the breaking windows and these cries of distress; the
passers…by; of whom the greater number believed in the stories about the
poisoners; rushed into the shop to aid in securing G

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