[The Money Master Complete by Gilbert Parker]@TWC D-Link bookThe Money Master Complete CHAPTER XV 3/29
It was a saint's day, and the bell of St.Monica's had been ringing away cheerfully twice that morning.
To it the bell of the Court House had made reply, for a big case was being tried in the court.
It was a river-driving and lumber case for which many witnesses had been called; and there were all kinds of stray people in the place--red-shirted river-drivers, a black-coated Methodist minister from Chalfonte, clerks from lumber-firms, and foremen of lumber-yards; and among these was one who greatly loved such a day as this when he could be free from work, and celebrate himself! Other people might celebrate saints dead and gone, and drink to 'La Patrie', and cry "Vive Napoleon!" or "Vive la Republique!" or "Vive la Reine!" though this last toast of the Empire was none too common--but he could only drink with real sincerity to the health of Sebastian Dolores, which was himself.
Sebastian Dolores was the pure anarchist, the most complete of monomaniacs. "Here comes the father of the Spanische," remarked Mere Langlois, who presided over a heap of household necessities, chiefly dried fruits, preserves and pickles, as Sebastian Dolores appeared not far away. "Good-for-nothing villain! I pity the poor priest that confesses him." "Who is the Spanische ?" asked a young woman from her own stall or stand very near, as she involuntarily arranged her hair and adjusted her waist-belt; for the rakish-looking reprobate, with the air of having been somewhere, was making towards them; and she was young enough to care how she looked when a man, who took notice, was near.
Her own husband had been a horse-doctor, farmer, and sportsman of a kind, and she herself was now a farmer of a kind; and she had only resided in the parish during the three years since she had been married to, and buried, Palass Poucette. Old Mere Langlois looked at her companion in merchanting irritably, then she remembered that Virginie Poucette was a stranger, in a way, and was therefore deserving of pity, and she said with compassionate patronage: "Newcomer you--I'd forgotten.
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