“I gave him, as briefly as I could, a history of my long-standing and insurmountable passion for Manon, of the flourishing condition of our fortunes previous to the robbery committed by our servants, of the offers which G——­ M——­ had made to my mistress, of the understanding they had come to, and the manner in which it had been defeated.  To be sure, I represented things to him in as favourable a light for us as possible. `Now you can comprehend,’ continued I, `the source of M. G——­ M——­’s holy zeal for my conversion.  He has had influence enough to have me shut up here, out of mere revenge.  That I can pardon; but, my good sir, that is not all.  He has taken from me my heart’s blood:  he has had Manon shamefully incarcerated in the Magdalen; and had the effrontery to announce it to me this day with his own lips.  In the Magdalen, good sir!  Oh heavens! my adorable mistress, my beloved Manon, a degraded inmate of the Hospital!  How shall I command strength of mind enough to survive this grief and shame!’

“The good Father, seeing me in such affliction, endeavoured to console me.  He told me that he had never understood my history, as I just now related it; he had of course known that I led a dissolute life, but he had imagined that M. G——­ M——­’s interest about me was the result of his esteem and friendship for my family; that it was in this sense he had explained the matter to him; that what I had now told him should assuredly produce a change in my treatment, and that he had no doubt but the accurate detail which he should immediately transmit to the lieutenant-general of police would bring about my liberation.

“He then enquired why I had never thought of informing my family of what had taken place, since they had not been instrumental to my incarceration.  I satisfactorily answered this by stating my unwillingness to cause my father pain, or to bring upon myself the humiliation of such an exposure.  In the end, he promised to go directly to the lieutenant-general of police if it were only, said he, to be beforehand with M. G——­ M——­, who went off in such a rage, and who had sufficient influence to make himself formidable.

“I looked for the good Father’s return with all the suspense of a man expecting sentence of death.  It was torture to me to think of Manon at the Magdalen.  Besides the infamy of such a prison, I knew not how she might be treated there; and the recollection of some particulars I had formerly heard of this horrible place, incessantly renewed my misery.  Cost what it might, I was so bent upon relieving her by some means or other, that I should assuredly have set fire to St. Lazare, if no other mode of escape had presented itself.