The Countess of Saint Geran: Celebrated CrimesDumas, Alexandre
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The Countess of Saint Geran: Celebrated Crimes
Dumas, Alexandre
Crime
The matron replied that nothing could be ascertained about a person
except from private questions; and to further impose upon the marquis,
she fetched a kind of box marked with figures and strange emblems.
Opening this, and putting together certain figures which it contained,
she declared that what the marquis had told her was true, and that his
situation was a most melancholy one. She added, in order to frighten
him, that he was threatened by still more serious misfortunes than those
which had already overtaken him, but that it was easy to anticipate and
obviate these mischances by new consultations.
“Madame,” replied the marquis, “I fear only one thing in the world, the
dishonour of the woman I love. Is there no method of remedying the usual
embarrassment of a birth?”
“I know of none,” said the matron.
“The young lady has succeeded in concealing her condition; it would be
easy for her confinement to take place privately.”
“She has already risked her life; and I cannot consent to be mixed up in
this affair, for fear of the consequences.”
“Could not, for instance,” said the marquis, “a confinement be effected
without pain?”
“I don’t know about that, but this I do” know, that I shall take very
good care not to practise any method contrary to the laws of nature.”
“You are deceiving me: you are acquainted with this method, you have
already practised it upon a certain person whom I could name to you.”
“Who has dared to calumniate me thus? I operate only after the decision
of the Faculty. God forbid that I should be stoned by all the
physicians, and perhaps expelled from France!”
“Will you then let me die of despair? If I were capable of making a bad
use of your secrets, I could have done so long ago, for I know them. In
Heaven’s name, do not dissimulate any longer, and tell me how it is
possible to stifle the pangs of labour. Do you want more gold? Here it
is.” And he threw more Louis on the table.
“Stay,” said the matron: “there is perhaps a method which I think I have
discovered, and which I have never employed, but I believe it
efficacious.”
“But if you have never employed it, it may be dangerous, and risk the
life of the lady whom I love.”
“When I say never, I mean that I have tried it once, and most
successfully. Be at your ease.”
“Ah!” cried the marquis, “you have earned my everlasting gratitude!
But,” continued he, “if we could anticipate the confinement itself, and
remove from henceforth the symptoms of pregnancy?”
“Oh, sir, that is a great crime you speak of!”
“Alas!” continued the marquis, as if speaking to himself in a fit of
intense grief; “I had rather lose a dear child, the pledge of our love,
than bring into the world an unhappy creature which might possibly cause
its mother’s death.”
“I pray you, sir, let no more be said on the subject; it is a horrible
crime even to think of such a thing.”
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