marquise de brinvilliers-第5章
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hem； M。 de Saint…Laurent died a prey to frightful tortures。 The same day an officer from the sovereign's court came to see him； heard every detail connected with his friend's death； and when told of the symptoms said before the servants to Sainfray the notary that it would be necessary to examine the body。 An hour later George disappeared； saying nothing to anybody； and not even asking for his wages。 Suspicions were excited； but again they remained vague。 The autopsy showed a state of things not precisely to be called peculiar to poisoning cases the intestines； which the fatal poison had not had time to burn as in the case of the d'Aubrays； were marked with reddish spots like flea… bites。 In June Penautier obtained the post that had been held by the Sieur de Saint…Laurent。
But the widow had certain suspicions which were changed into something like certainty by George's flight。 A particular circumstance aided and almost confirmed her doubts。 An abbe who was a friend of her husband； and knew all about the disappearance of George； met him some days afterwards in the rue des Masons； near the Sorbonne。 They were both on the same side； and a hay…cart coming along the street was causing a block。 George raised his head and saw the abbe； knew him as a friend of his late master； stooped under the cart and crawled to the other side； thus at the risk of being crushed escaping from the eyes of a man whose appearance recalled his crime and inspired him with fear of punishment。 Madame de Saint…Laurent preferred a charge against George； but though he was sought for everywhere； he could never be found。 Still the report of these strange deaths； so sudden and so incomprehensible； was bruited about Paris； and people began to feel frightened。 Sainte…Croix； always in the gay world； encountered the talk in drawing…rooms； and began to feel a little uneasy。 True； no suspicion pointed as yet in his direction； but it was as well to take precautions； and Sainte…Croix began to consider how he could be freed from anxiety。 There was a post in the king's service soon to be vacant； which would cost 100；000 crowns； and although Sainte…Croix had no apparent means； it was rumoured that he was about to purchase it。 He first addressed himself to Belleguise to treat about this affair with Penautier。 There was some difficulty； however； to be encountered in this quarter。 The sum was a large one； and Penautier no longer required help； he had already come into all the inheritance he looked for； and so he tried to throw cold water on the project。
Sainte…Croix thus wrote to Belleguise：
〃DEAR FRIEND；Is it possible that you need any more talking to about the matter you know of； so important as it is； and； maybe； able to give us peace and quiet for the rest of our days！ I really think the devil must be in it； or else you simply will not be sensible： do show your common sense； my good man； and look at it from all points of view； take it at its very worst； and you still ought to feel bound to serve me； seeing how I have made everything all right for you： all our interests are together in this matter。 Do help me； I beg of you； you may feel sure I shall be deeply grateful； and you will never before have acted so agreeably both for me and for yourself。 You know quite enough about it； for I have not spoken so openly even to my own brother as I have to you。 If you can come this afternoon； I shall be either at the house or quite near at hand； you know where I mean； or I will expect you tomorrow morning； or I will come and find you； according to what you reply。Always yours with all my heart。〃
The house meant by Sainte…Croix was in the rue des Bernardins； and the place near at hand where he was to wait for Belleguise was the room he leased from the widow Brunet； in the blind alley out of the Place Maubert。 It was in this room and at the apothecary Glazer's that Sainte…Croix made his experiments； but in accordance with poetical justice； the manipulation of the poisons proved fatal to the workers themselves。 The apothecary fell ill and died； Martin was attacked by fearful sickness； which brought； him to death's door。 Sainte…Croix was unwell； and could not even go out； though he did not know what was the matter。 He had a furnace brought round to his house from Glazer's； and ill as he was； went on with the experiments。 Sainte…Croix was then seeking to make a poison so subtle that the very effluvia might be fatal。 He had heard of the poisoned napkin given to the young dauphin； elder brother of Charles VII； to wipe his hands on during a game of tennis； and knew that the contact had caused his death； and the still discussed tradition had informed him of the gloves of Jeanne d'Albret； the secret was lost； but Sainte… Croix hoped to recover it。 And then there happened one of those strange accidents which seem to be not the hand of chance but a punishment from Heaven。 At the very moment when Sainte…Croix was bending over his furnace； watching the fatal preparation as it became hotter and hotter； the glass mask which he wore over his face as a protection from any poisonous exhalations that might rise up from the mixture； suddenly dropped off； and Sainte…Croix dropped to the ground as though felled by a lightning stroke。 At supper…time； his wife finding that he did not come out from his closet where he was shut in； knocked at the door； and received no answer； knowing that her husband was wont to busy himself with dark and mysterious matters； she feared some disaster had occurred。 She called her servants； who broke in the door。 Then she found Sainte…Croix stretched out beside the furnace； the broken glass lying by his side。 It was impossible to deceive the public as to the circumstances of this strange and sudden death： the servants had seen the corpse； and they talked。 The commissary Picard was ordered to affix the seals； and all the widow could do was to remove the furnace and the fragments of the glass mask。
The noise of the event soon spread all over Paris。 Sainte…Croix was extremely well known； and the； news that he was about to purchase a post in the court had made him known even more widely。 Lachaussee was one of the first to learn of his master's death； and hearing that a seal had been set upon his room； he hastened to put in an objection in these terms：
〃Objection of Lachaussee； who asserts that for seven years he was in the service of the deceased； that he had given into his charge； two years earlier； 100 pistoles and 200 white crowns； which should be found in a cloth bag under the closet window； and in the same a paper stating that the said sum belonged to him； together with the transfer of 300 livres owed to him by the late M。 d'Aubray； councillor； the said transfer made by him at Laserre； together with three receipts from his master of apprenticeship； 100 livres each： these moneys and papers he claims。〃
To Lachaussee the reply was given that he must wait till the day when the seals were broken； and then if all was as he said； his property would be returned。
But Lachaussee was not the only person who was agitated about the death of Sainte…Croix。 The； marquise； who was familiar with all the secrets of this fatal closet； had hurried to the commissary as 2496 soon as she heard of the event； and although it was ten o'clock at night had demanded to speak with him。 But he had replied by his head clerk； Pierre Frater； that he was in bed； the marquise insisted； begging them to rouse him up； for she wanted a box that she could not allow to have opened。 The clerk then went up to the Sieur Picard's bedroom； but came back saying that what the marquise demanded was for the time being an impossibility； for the commissary was asleep。 She saw that it was idle to insist； and went away； saying that she should send a man the next morning to fetch the box。 In the morning the man came； offering fifty Louis to the commissary on behalf of the marquise； if he would give her the box。 But he replied that the box was in the sealed room； that it would have to be opened； and that if the objects claimed by the marquise were really hers； they would be safely handed over to her。 This reply struck the marquise like a thunderbolt。 There was no time to be lost：
