Civilization, Western -- Fiction; France -- Civilization -- Fiction; Penguins -- Fiction; Satire
“One evening at the Ministry of War,” said that officer, “the attaché
of a neighbouring Power told me that while visiting his sovereign’s
stables he had once admired some soft and fragrant hay, of a pretty
green colour, the finest hay he had ever seen! ‘Where did it come
from?’ I asked him. He did not answer, but there seemed to me no doubt
about its origin. It was the hay Pyrot had stolen. Those qualities of
verdure, softness, and aroma, are those of our national hay. The forage
of the neighbouring Power is grey and brittle; it sounds under the fork
and smells of dust. One can draw one own conclusions.”
Lieutenant-Colonel Hastaing said in the witness-box, amid hisses, that
he did not believe Pyrot guilty. He was immediately seized by the
police and thrown into the bottom of a dungeon where, amid vipers,
toads, and broken glass, he remained insensible both to promises and
threats.
The usher called:
“Count Pierre Maubec de la Dentdulynx.”
There was deep silence, and a stately but ill-dressed nobleman, whose
moustaches pointed to the skies and whose dark eyes shot forth flashing
glances, was seen advancing toward the witness-box.
He approached Colomban and casting upon him a look of ineffable
disdain:
“My evidence,” said he, “here it is: you excrement!”
At these words the entire hall burst into enthusiastic applause and
jumped up, moved by one of those transports that stir men’s hearts and
rouse them to extraordinary actions. Without another word Count Maubec
de la Dentdulynx withdrew.
All those present left the Court and formed a procession behind him.
Prostrate at his feet, Princess des Boscénos held his legs in a close
embrace, but he went on, stern and impassive, beneath a shower of
handkerchiefs and flowers. Viscountess Olive, clinging to his neck,
could not be removed, and the calm hero bore her along with him,
floating on his breast like a light scarf.
When the court resumed its sitting, which it had been compelled to
suspend, the President called the experts.
Vermillard, the famous expert in handwriting, gave the results of his
researches.
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