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As for your dear Sylvanie； she has done well in not wasting the few moments which she passes with you in writing to me。
She is well； works as you would wish； and loves me。
That is all that I desire。
The souvenir which she sent through you reached me safely； and it makes me very happy。
My health is not so very bad； and yet I grow thinner every day。
Farewell； my paper is at an end； and this forces me to leave you。
A thousand good wishes。
BAPTISTINE。
P。S。 Your grand nephew is charming。
Do you know that he will soon be five years old？
Yesterday he saw some one riding by on horseback who had on knee…caps； and he said； 〃What has he got on his knees？〃 He is a charming child！
His little brother is dragging an old broom about the room； like a carriage； and saying； 〃Hu！〃
As will be perceived from this letter； these two women understood how to mould themselves to the Bishop's ways with that special feminine genius which prehends the man better than he prehends himself。 The Bishop of D； in spite of the gentle and candid air which never deserted him； sometimes did things that were grand； bold； and magnificent； without seeming to have even a suspicion of the fact。 They trembled； but they let him alone。
Sometimes Madame Magloire essayed a remonstrance in advance； but never at the time； nor afterwards。 They never interfered with him by so much as a word or sign； in any action once entered upon。
At certain moments； without his having occasion to mention it； when he was not even conscious of it himself in all probability； so perfect was his simplicity； they vaguely felt that he was acting as a bishop； then they were nothing more than two shadows in the house。
They served him passively； and if obedience consisted in disappearing； they disappeared。 They understood； with an admirable delicacy of instinct； that certain cares may be put under constraint。
Thus； even when believing him to be in peril； they understood； I will not say his thought； but his nature； to such a degree that they no longer watched over him。 They confided him to God。
Moreover； Baptistine said； as we have just read； that her brother's end would prove her own。
Madame Magloire did not say this； but she knew it。
BOOK FIRSTA JUST MAN
CHAPTER X
THE BISHOP IN THE PRESENCE OF AN UNKNOWN LIGHT
At an epoch a little later than the date of the letter cited in the preceding pages； he did a thing which； if the whole town was to be believed； was even more hazardous than his trip across the mountains infested with bandits。
In the country near D a man lived quite alone。
This man； we will state at once； was a former member of the Convention。 His name was G
Member of the Convention； G was mentioned with a sort of horror in the little world of D A member of the Conventioncan you imagine such a thing？
That existed from the time when people called each other thou； and when they said 〃citizen。〃
This man was almost a monster。
He had not voted for the death of the king； but almost。
He was a quasi…regicide。 He had been a terrible man。 How did it happen that such a man had not been brought before a provost's court； on the return of the legitimate princes？ They need not have cut off his head； if you please； clemency must be exercised； agreed； but a good banishment for life。
An example； in short； etc。
Besides； he was an atheist； like all the rest of those people。
Gossip of the geese about the vulture。
Was G a vulture after all？
Yes； if he were to be judged by the element of ferocity in this solitude of his。
As he had not voted for the death of the king； he had not been included in the decrees of exile； and had been able to remain in France。
He dwelt at a distance of three…quarters of an hour from the city； far from any hamlet； far from any road； in some hidden turn of a very wild valley； no one knew exactly where。
He had there； it was said； a sort of field； a hole； a lair。
There were no neighbors； not even passers…by。 Since he had dwelt in that valley； the path which led thither had disappeared under a growth of grass。 The locality was spoken of as though it had been the dwelling of a hangman。
Nevertheless； the Bishop meditated on the subject； and from time to time he gazed at the horizon at a point where a clump of trees marked the valley of the former member of the Convention； and he said； 〃There is a soul yonder which is lonely。〃
And he added； deep in his own mind； 〃I owe him a visit。〃
But； let us avow it； this idea； which seemed natural at the first blush； appeared to him after a moment's reflection； as strange； impossible； and almost repulsive。
For； at bottom； he shared the general impression； and the old member of the Convention inspired him； without his being clearly conscious of the fact himself； with that sentiment which borders on hate； and which is so well expressed by the word estrangement。
Still； should the scab of the sheep cause the shepherd to recoil？ No。 But what a sheep！
The good Bishop was perplexed。
Sometimes he set out in that direction； then he returned。
Finally； the rumor one day spread through the town that a sort of young shepherd； who served the member of the Convention in his hovel； had e in quest of a doctor； that the old wretch was dying； that paralysis was gaining on him； and that he would not live over night。〃Thank God！〃 some added。
The Bishop took his staff； put on his cloak； on account of his too threadbare cassock； as we have mentioned； and because of the evening breeze which was sure to rise soon； and set out。
The sun was setting； and had almost touched the horizon when the Bishop arrived at the exmunicated spot。
With a certain beating of the heart； he recognized the fact that he was near the lair。 He strode over a ditch； leaped a hedge； made his way through a fence of dead boughs； entered a neglected paddock； took a few steps with a good deal of boldness； and suddenly； at the extremity of the waste land； and behind lofty brambles； he caught sight of the cavern。
It was a very low hut； poor； small； and clean； with a vine