The Bath Keepers; Or, Paris in Those Days, v.2: (Novels of Paul de Kock Volume VIII)Kock, Paul de
General
The Bath Keepers; Or, Paris in Those Days, v.2: (Novels of Paul de Kock Volume VIII)
Kock, Paul de
French fiction -- Translations into English
"When you have heard me through--then you will indeed shudder with
horror.--Come here--close to my bed--so that I need not raise my voice."
The chevalier did what the wounded man desired; and then Léodgard,
collecting what little strength remained to him, made his confession in
a low voice.
"You will remember, Jarnonville, that time when I was at the end of my
resources; I had foolishly wasted all the property that I inherited from
my mother; my father, who had just paid my debts once more, had declared
that I could not count upon him again. The cards continued to be
unfavorable to me, and I was in debt to all my friends; I had staked and
lost even my cloak! I could no longer find a Jew or a usurer to lend me
money! I was in that plight, when, on returning to Paris one night from
Montrevert's, where I had lost more than I could pay, we stopped near
the Pont-aux-Choux. We waited there for Montrevert, who was to overtake
us. He arrived at last, pale as death and disarmed; he had been attacked
and robbed by Giovanni. That bold brigand had stripped me too, several
months before; and, situated as I was, having nothing to lose and
consequently nothing to fear, I determined to punish the villain and
avenge myself. And so, refusing to let my companions go with me, I
hurried away in the direction of the spot where Giovanni had attacked
Montrevert.
"I walked a long while across the fields, without meeting anyone. Day
was beginning to break, but the country was still deserted. I advanced
slowly, avoiding making a sound with my footfall. Suddenly I saw a man
within twenty yards of me, seated close to a bush and busily engaged in
counting the contents of a purse; by his costume I recognized the bandit
who had once attacked me. He had not observed my approach, and I was
careful to get behind the bush; being behind him, I approached him,
unheard. The opportunity was favorable; just as I reached him, he
started to turn his head, and I ran my sword through his body; he
attempted then to rise to defend himself, but I had given him a mortal
blow, and I followed it with two others which stretched him dead at my
feet.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account