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Phoebus was not dead, however Men of that stamp die hard When Master Philippe Lheulier, advocate extraordinary of the king, had said to poor Es," it was an error or a jest When the archdeacon had repeated to the conde about it, but that he believed it, that he counted on it, that he did not doubt it, that he devoutly hoped it It would have been too hard for hiive favorable news of his rival to the woman whom he loved Any man would have done the same in his place

It was not that Phoebus's wound had not been serious, but it had not been as much so as the archdeacon believed The physician, to whom the soldiers of the watch had carried hi the space of a week, and had even told hiained the upper hand; and, as frequently happens, in spite of prognostications and diagnoses, nature had a the sick man under the physician's very nose It hile he was still lying on the leech's pallet that he had subations of Philippe Lheulier and the official inquisitors, which had annoyed hi hiolden spurs with the leech as payment, and had slipped away This had not, however, interfered with the progress of the affair Justice, at that epoch, troubled itself very little about the clearness and definiteness of a cri, that was all that was necessary Now the judge had plenty of proofs against la Esmeralda They had supposed Phoebus to be dead, and that was the end of the matter

Phoebus, on his side, had not fled far He had siarrison at Queue-en-Brie, in the Isle-de-France, a few stages from Paris

After all, it did not please hi that be should play a ridiculous figure in it On the whole, he did not knohat to think of the whole affair Superstitious, and not given to devoutness, like every soldier who is only a soldier, when he came to question himself about this adventure, he did not feel assured as to the goat, as to the singular fashion in which he had e manner in which she had allowed hiypsy, and lastly, as to the surly ic than love, probably a sorceress, perhaps the devil; a coe of that day, a very disagreeable mystery, in which he played a very aard part, the role of blows and derision The captain was quite put out of countenance about it; he experienced that sort of shame which our La Fontaine has so adht by a fowl