The Mysteries of Paris V2

bly, after my departure, some one had gone to my room and discovered some traces which had led to this discovery. A last service I ask of you, sir," said Louise, drawing out the rouleau

at is not true. I have not sought to "-but, interrupting herself suddenly, Louise, much

by attributing it to the overwhelming grief of this unhappy man. After so many violent shocks, so oft repeated, his tea

on of Morel, already strongly shaken, vacillated for some time, showed forth n

d, to what passed around him, for som

diamonds nor tools, the artisan, attentively occupied, imitated his ordinary occupations. He acc

, with increased alarm

g him, she said,

ent his imaginary occupation, he answered, in a soft and mournful voice, "I owe thirteen hundred fr

ogether mad is he?" cried Louise, in a heart-rending t

"we are here. Your daughter is a

ncs," said the artisa

tinuing his imag

erself at his feet, and taking hol

m Louise; "thirteen hundred francs, or else," added he, in a low and confide

is mad! and it is I-I-who am the cause. Oh, yet it Is not

s madness will be but momentary. Your father has suffered to

ome of them?" cried Louise. "See, they are deprived of both my fath

your revelation will cause the punishment of a great criminal. You have con

evils he has caused-this man; nothing can be done to h

contrary thought aid y

o you s

certainty that you

eng

caused. If the laws are powerless, if his cunning and address equal his misdeeds, to his cunning shall be opposed cunning- to his misdeeds, misdeeds-but

is"-then, turning to her father, she cried, "Father, farewell. They take me to prison-I

sponded in this poor annihilated mind-nothing. The pa

opened, and the

"I declare to you, with regret, that it

pointing to the artisan. "Louise has nothing more to say to her

of the sad reality. "Ah, sir," said he, sadly, to Rudolph, "I have already made sincere wishes that the innocence of this young girl may be proved; but now I wil

g thus, it is not only your duty you fulfi

ul, that it is with happiness, with gratitude, that

idently proved to me her innocence. Can you inform me how he

relation of this woman, I went to the Rue du Sentier. I found M. Jacques Ferrand very indignant that such a thing should have occurred in his house. The priest of Bonne Nouvelle Church, whom he had sent for, also declared to me that the girl Morel had acknowledged her fault before him one day; that she had implored the pity and indulgence of her master, and that, still more, he had often heard M. Ferrand give Louise Morel the most

e, who yet kneeled before her father, trying in vain to restore him to reason, "Be resigned, my child, to go without embracing your mother; spare her this touching farewell. Be assured as to her welfare-nothing shall henceforth be wanting. I will find a woman who will take care of your mother, and your brothers and sis

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e to have chamber treatment, and receive particular care and attention. Morel left the house without assistance; indifferent, he wen

tunately, this woman was watched and followed by Tortillard, who knew the value of the pretended false jewels, from a conversation he had ov

wept much, uttering sorrowful cries. Then, the first spasms of grief over, the poor creature, weak and unsettled, consoled h

re bitter in thinking

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