Country life -- Fiction; France -- Fiction; Love stories
"Oh! as for you," he said, "no one accuses you. I dare say you
played your part in good faith, though it is known that you were used
to deceive people by bringing the child from the Bourbonnais. But
you are so simple, Tiennet, you may never have suspected
anything.--The devil take me!" he continued, addressing the company,
"if that fellow isn't as stupid as a basket. He is capable of being
godfather to a child believing all the while they were christening a
clock. He probably went into the Bourbonnais to fetch this godson of
his, who, they told him, was found in a cabbage, and he brought it
back in a pilgrim's sack. In fact he is such a slave and good cousin
to the girl, that if she had tried to make him believe the boy was
like him he would have thought so too."
THIRTIETH EVENING.
There was no use in protesting and getting angry; the company were
more inclined to laugh than to listen, for it is always a great
delight to misbehaving fellows to speak ill of a poor girl. They
make haste to plunge her in the mire, reserving the right to deny it
if they find she is innocent.
In the midst of their slanderous speeches, however, a loud voice,
slightly weakened by illness but still capable of drowning every
other in the room, made itself heard. It was that of the master of
the tavern, long accustomed to quell the dissensions of wine and the
hubbub of junketing.
"Hold your tongues," he said, "and listen to me, or I'll turn you out
this moment, if I never open the house again. Be silent about an
honest girl whom you decry because you have all found her too
virtuous. As to the real parents of the child who has given rise to
these tales, tell them to their face what fault you find with them,
for here they are before you. Yes," he continued, drawing Mariton,
who was holding Charlot in her arms and weeping, up to him, "here is
the mother of my heir, and this is my son whom I recognize by my
marriage to this good woman. If you ask me for exact dates, I shall
tell you to mind your own business; nevertheless, to any who have the
right to question me, I will show deeds which prove that I have
always recognized the child as mine, and that his mother was my
legitimate wife before his birth, though the matter was kept secret."
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