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This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 229 pages of information about The League of the Scarlet Pimpernel.

     “We seek him here, we seek him there! 
      Chauvelin seeks him everywhere! 
      Is he in heaven?  Is he in hell? 
      That demmed, elusive Pimpernel!”

He crushed the paper in his hand and, with a loud groan, of misery, fled over the bridge like one possessed.

VII

Madame la Comtesse de Sucy never went to England.  She was one of those French women who would sooner endure misery in their own beloved country than comfort anywhere else.  She outlived the horrors of the Revolution and speaks in her memoirs of the man Bertin.  She never knew who he was nor whence he came.  All that she knew was that he came to her like some mysterious agent of God, bringing help, counsel, a semblance of happiness, at the moment when she was at the end of all her resources and saw grim starvation staring her and her children in the face.  He appointed all sorts of strange places in out-of-the-way Paris where she was wont to meet him, and one night she confided to him the history of her diamonds, and hardly dared to trust his promise that he would get them for her.

Less than twenty-four hours later he brought them to her, at the poor lodgings in the Rue Blanche which she occupied with her children under an assumed name.  That same night she begged him to dispose of them.  This also he did, bringing her the money the next day.

She never saw him again after that.

But citizen Tournefort never quite got over his disappointment of that night.  Had he dared, he would have blamed citizen Chauvelin for the discomfiture.  It would have been better to have apprehended the man Rateau while there was a chance of doing so with success.

As it was, the impudent ruffian slipped clean away, and was never heard of again either at the “Bon Copain” or at the “Liberte.”  The customers at the cabaret certainly corroborated the story of Jean Victor.  The man Rateau, they said, had been honest to the last.  When time went on and Jean Victor did not return, he said that he could no longer wait, had work to do for the Government over the other side of the water and was afraid he would get punished if he dallied.  But, before leaving, he laid the five gold pieces on the table.  Every one wondered that so humble a workman had so much money in his pocket, and was withal so lavish with it.  But these were not the times when one inquired too closely into the presence of money in the pocket of a good patriot.

And citizen Rateau was a good patriot, for sure.

And a good fellow to boot!

They all drank his health in Jean Victor’s sour wine; then each went his way.

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