"I considered what chances would remain to me if the lieutenant-general
still kept me in confinement. I taxed my ingenuity: I scanned every
imaginable gleam of hope--I could discover nothing that gave me any
prospect of escape, and I feared that I should experience only more
rigid confinement, if I made an unsuccessful attempt. I thought of
some friends from whom I might hope for aid, but then, how was I to
make them aware of my situation? At length I fancied that I had hit
upon a plan so ingenious, as to offer a fair probability of success. I
postponed the details of its arrangement until after the Superior's
return, in case of his having failed in the object of his visit.
"He soon arrived: I did not observe upon his countenance any of those
marks of joy that indicate good news. 'I have spoken,' said he, 'to
the lieutenant-general of police, but I was too late, M. G---- M----
went straight to him after quitting us, and so prejudiced him against
you, that he was on the point of sending me fresh instructions to
subject you to closer confinement.
"'However, when I let him know the truth of your story, he reconsidered
the matter, and, smiling at the incontinence of old G---- M----, he
said it would be necessary to keep you here for six months longer, in
order to pacify him; the less to be lamented,' he added, 'because your
morals would be sure to benefit by your residence here. He desired
that I would show you every kindness and attention, and I need not
assure you that you shall have no reason to complain of your treatment.'
"This speech of the Superior's was long enough to afford me time to
form a prudent resolution. I saw that by betraying too strong an
impatience for my liberty, I should probably be upsetting all my
projects. I acknowledged to him, that, as it was necessary to me to
remain, it was an infinite comfort to know that I possessed a place in
his esteem. I then requested, and with unaffected sincerity, a favour,
which could be of no consequence to others, and which would contribute
much to my peace of mind; it was to inform a friend of mine, a devout
clergyman, who lived at St. Sulpice, that I was at St. Lazare, and to
permit me occasionally to receive his visits.
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