The abbe, with a face whiter than the plastered walls, and eyes filled with tears, came back to his place beside Maurice.
The lawyers, meanwhile, were uttering their protests with increasing energy.

But the duke, by a prolonged hammering upon the table with his fists, at last succeeded in reducing them to silence.
"Ah! you wish testimony!" he exclaimed.

"Very well, you shall have it.
Soldiers, bring in the first witness." A movement among the guards, and almost immediately Chupin appeared.
He advanced deliberately, but his countenance betrayed him.

A close observer could have read his anxiety and his terror in his eyes, which wandered restlessly about the room.
And there was a very appreciable terror in his voice when, with hand uplifted, he swore to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
"What do you know regarding the prisoner d'Escorval ?" demanded the duke.
"I know that he took part in the rebellion on the night of the fourth." "Are you sure of this ?" "I can furnish proofs." "Submit them to the consideration of the commission." The old scoundrel began to gain more confidence.
"First," he replied, "it was to the house of Monsieur d'Escorval that Lacheneur hastened after he had, much against his will, restored to Monsieur le Duc the chateau of Monsieur le Duc's ancestors.

Monsieur Lacheneur met Chanlouineau there, and from that day dates the plot of this insurrection." "I was Lacheneur's friend," said the baron; "it was perfectly natural that he should come to me for consolation after a great misfortune." M.de Sairmeuse turned to his colleague.
"You hear that!" said he.