Scaramouche: A Romance of the French RevolutionSabatini, Rafael
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Scaramouche: A Romance of the French Revolution
Sabatini, Rafael
Adventure stories; France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799 -- Fiction; Love stories; War stories
“Let me warn you,” said he, acidly, “that it is not wise to make
wild accusations against a nobleman. That, in itself, is a punishable
offence, as you may learn. Now listen to me. In this matter of
Mabey--assuming your statement of it to be exact--the gamekeeper may have
exceeded his duty; but by so little that it is hardly worth comment.
Consider, however, that in any case it is not a matter for the King’s
Lieutenant, or for any court but the seigneurial court of M. de La Tour
d’Azyr himself. It is before the magistrates of his own appointing that
such a matter must be laid, since it is matter strictly concerning his
own seigneurial jurisdiction. As a lawyer you should not need to be told
so much.”
“As a lawyer, I am prepared to argue the point. But, as a lawyer I also
realize that if that case were prosecuted, it could only end in the
unjust punishment of a wretched gamekeeper, who did no more than carry
out his orders, but who none the less would now be made a scapegoat,
if scapegoat were necessary. I am not concerned to hang Benet on the
gallows earned by M. de La Tour d’Azyr.”
M. de Lesdiguieres smote the table violently. “My God!” he cried out, to
add more quietly, on a note of menace, “You are singularly insolent, my
man.”
“That is not my intention, sir, I assure you. I am a lawyer, pleading a
case--the case of M. de Vilmorin. It is for his assassination that I have
come to beg the King’s justice.”
“But you yourself have said that it was a duel!” cried the Lieutenant,
between anger and bewilderment.
“I have said that it was made to appear a duel. There is a distinction,
as I shall show, if you will condescend to hear me out.”
“Take your own time, sir!” said the ironical M. de Lesdiguieres, whose
tenure of office had never yet held anything that remotely resembled
this experience.
Andre-Louis took him literally. “I thank you, sir,” he answered,
solemnly, and submitted his argument. “It can be shown that M. de
Vilmorin never practised fencing in all his life, and it is notorious
that M. de La Tour d’Azyr is an exceptional swordsman. Is it a duel,
monsieur, where one of the combatants alone is armed? For it amounts to
that on a comparison of their measures of respective skill.”
“There has scarcely been a duel fought on which the same trumpery
argument might not be advanced.”
“But not always with equal justice. And in one case, at least, it was
advanced successfully.”
“Successfully? When was that?”
“Ten years ago, in Dauphiny. I refer to the case of M. de Gesvres,
a gentleman of that province, who forced a duel upon M. de la Roche
Jeannine, and killed him. M. de Jeannine was a member of a powerful
family, which exerted itself to obtain justice. It put forward just
such arguments as now obtain against M. de La Tour d’Azyr. As you will
remember, the judges held that the provocation had proceeded of intent
from M. de Gesvres; they found him guilty of premeditated murder, and he
was hanged.”
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