France -- History -- Francis I, 1515-1547 -- Fiction
Five or six persons of varying age, sex, and feature were waiting like
himself, and as they had arrived before him their turns naturally came
before his. Some of them went out alone,--they were the ones, doubtless,
against whom no sufficient evidence was adduced,--while others went out
accompanied by an exempt, or by two of the provost's guards. Jacques
Aubry envied the fortune of these latter, for they were being taken to
the Châtelet, to which he was so anxious to be admitted.
At last the name of Jacques Aubry, student, was called. Jacques Aubry
instantly rose and rushed into the magistrate's office as joyously as if
he were on his way to the most agreeable of entertainments.
There were two men in the lieutenant criminal's sanctum; one taller,
thinner, and more forbidding than he in the antechamber, which Jacques
Aubry would have deemed impossible five minutes earlier: this was the
clerk. The other was short, fat, coarse, with a cheerful eye, a smiling
mouth, and a jovial expression generally: this was the magistrate.
Aubry's smile and his met, and the student was quite ready to grasp his
hand, so strongly conscious was he of the existence of a bond of
sympathy between them.
"Ha! ha! ha!" laughed the lieutenant criminal, as he caught the
student's eye.
"Faith, that is true, messire," the student rejoined.
"You seem a jolly dog," said the magistrate. "Come, master knave, take a
chair and sit you down."
Jacques Aubry took a chair, sat down, threw one leg over the other and
swung it in high glee.
"Ah!" exclaimed the lieutenant, rubbing his hands. "Master Clerk, let us
look over the complainant's deposition."
The clerk rose, and, by virtue of his great height, readied over to the
other side of the table, and selected the documents concerning Jacques
Aubry from a pile of papers.
"Here it is," he said.
"Who lodges the complaint?" inquired the magistrate.
"Gervaise-Perrette Popinot," said the clerk.
"That's it," said the student, nodding his head violently; "that's the
one."
"A minor," said the clerk; "nineteen years of age."
"Oho! a minor!" exclaimed Aubry.
"So it appears from her declaration."
"Poor Gervaise!" muttered Aubry. "She was quite right when she said that
she was so confused she didn't know what answers she made; she has
confessed to twenty-two. However, nineteen it is."
"And so," said the lieutenant criminal, "and so, my buck, you are
charged with seducing a minor child. Ha! ha! ha!"
"Ha! ha! ha!" echoed Aubry, joining in the judge's hilarity.
"With aggravating circumstances," continued the clerk, mingling his
yelping tones with the jovial voices of the magistrate and the student.
"With aggravating circumstances," repeated the former.
"The devil!" exclaimed Jacques. "I should like very much to know what
they were."
"As the complainant remained deaf to all the entreaties and wiles of the
accused for six months--"
"For six months?" Jacques interposed. "Pardon, monsieur, I think there's
a mistake there."
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