[The Honor of the Name by Emile Gaboriau]@TWC D-Link bookThe Honor of the Name CHAPTER VII 2/4
"How could you declare that your people were unfavorably disposed toward us? One is compelled to believe that these evil intentions exist only in your own mind and in your own heart." Abbe Midon was silent.
What could he reply? He could not understand this sudden revolution in public opinion--this abrupt change from gloom and discontent to excessive gayety. There is somebody at the bottom of all this, he thought. It was not long before it became apparent who that somebody was. Emboldened by his success without, Chupin ventured to present himself at the presbytery. He entered the drawing-room with his back rounded into a circle, scraping and cringing, an obsequious smile upon his lips. And through the half-open door one could discern, in the shadows of the passage, the far from reassuring faces of his two sons. He came as an ambassador, he declared, after an interminable litany of protestations--he came to implore monseigneur to show himself upon the public square. "Ah, well--yes," exclaimed the duke, rising; "yes, I will yield to the wishes of these good people.
Follow me, Marquis!" As he appeared at the door of the presbytery, a loud shout rent the air; the rifles were discharged, the guns belched forth their smoke and fire. Never had Sairmeuse heard such a salvo of artillery.
Three windows in the Boeuf Couronne were shattered. A veritable _grand seigneur_, the Duc de Sairmeuse knew how to preserve an appearance of haughtiness and indifference.
Any display of emotion was, in his opinion, vulgar; but, in reality, he was delighted, charmed. So delighted that he desired to reward his welcomers. A glance over the deeds handed him by Lacheneur had shown him that Sairmeuse had been restored to him intact. The portions of the immense domain which had been detached and sold separately were of relatively minor importance. The duke thought it would be politic, and, at the same time, inexpensive, to abandon all claim to these few acres, which were now shared by forty or fifty peasants. "My friends," he exclaimed, in a loud voice, "I renounce, for myself and for my descendants, all claim to the lands belonging to my house which you have purchased.
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