evariste Gamelin was worn out and could not rest; twenty times in the night he would awake with a start from a sleep haunted by nightmares. It was only in the blue chamber, in elodie"s arms, that he could s.n.a.t.c.h a few hours" slumber. He talked and cried out in his sleep and used often to awake her; but she could make nothing of what he said.
One morning, after a night when he had seen the Eumenides, he started awake, broken with terror and weak as a child. The dawn was piercing the window curtains with its wan arrows. evariste"s hair, lying tangled on his brow, covered his eyes with a black veil; elodie, by the bedside, was gently parting the wild locks. She was looking at him now, with a sister"s tenderness, while with her handkerchief she wiped away the icy sweat from the unhappy man"s forehead. Then he remembered that fine scene in the _Orestes_ of Euripides, which he had essayed to represent in a picture that, if he could have finished it, would have been his masterpiece--the scene where the unhappy Electra wipes away the spume that sullies her brother"s lips. And he seemed to hear elodie also saying in a gentle voice:
"Hear me, beloved brother, while the Furies leave you master of your reason ..."
And he thought:
"And yet I am no parricide. Far from it, it is filial piety has made me shed the tainted blood of the enemies of my fatherland."
XXIV
There seemed no end to these trials for conspiracy in the prisons.
Forty-nine accused crowded the tiers of seats. Maurice Brotteaux occupied the right-hand corner of the topmost row,--the place of honour.
He was dressed in his plum-coloured surtout, which he had brushed very carefully the day before and mended at the pocket where his little Lucretius had ended by fretting a hole. Beside him sat the woman Rochemaure, painted and powdered and patched, a brilliant and ghastly figure. They had put the Pere Longuemare between her and the girl Athenas, who had recovered her look of youthful freshness at the Madelonnettes.
On the platform the gendarmes ma.s.sed a number of other prisoners unknown to any of our friends, and who, as likely as not, knew nothing of each other,--yet accomplices one and all,--lawyers, journalists, _ci-devant_ n.o.bles, citizens, and citizens" wives. The _citoyenne_ Rochemaure caught sight of Gamelin on the jurors" bench. He had not answered her urgent letters and repeated messages; still she had not abandoned hope and threw him a look of supplication, trying to appear fascinating and pathetic for him. But the young juror"s cold glance robbed her of any illusion she might have entertained.
The Clerk read the act of accusation, which, succinct as was its reference to each individual, was a lengthy doc.u.ment because of the great number accused. It began by exposing in general outline the plot concocted in the prisons to drown the Republic in the blood of the Representatives of the nation and the people of Paris; then, coming to each severally, it went on:
"One of the most mischievous authors of this abominable conspiracy is the man Brotteaux, once known as des Ilettes, receiver of imposts under the tyrant. This person, who was remarkable, even in the days of tyranny, for his libertine behaviour, is a sure proof how dissoluteness and immorality are the greatest enemies of the liberty and happiness of peoples; as a fact, after misappropriating the public revenues and wasting in debauchery a noticeable part of the people"s patrimony, the person in question connived with his former concubine, the woman Rochemaure, to enter into correspondence with the _emigres_ and traitorously keep the faction of the foreigner informed of the state of our finances, the movements of our troops, the fluctuations of public opinion.
"Brotteaux, who, at this period of his despicable life, was living in concubinage with a prost.i.tute he had picked up in the mud of the Rue Fromenteau, the girl Athenas, easily suborned her to his purposes and made use of her to foment the counterrevolution by impudent and unpatriotic cries and indecent and traitorous speeches.
"Sundry remarks of this ill-omened individual will afford you a clear indication of his abject views and pernicious purpose. Speaking of the patriotic tribunal now called upon to punish him, he declared insultingly,--"The Revolutionary Tribunal is like a play of William Shakespeare, who mixes up with the most bloodthirsty scenes the most trivial buffooneries." Then he was forever preaching atheism, as the surest means of degrading the people and driving it into immorality. In the prison of the Conciergerie, where he was confined, he used to deplore as among the worst of calamities the victories of our valiant armies, and tried to throw suspicion on the most patriotic Generals, crediting them with designs of tyrannicide. "Only wait," he would say in atrocious language which the pen is loath to reproduce, "only wait till, some day, one of these warriors, to whom you owe your salvation, swallows you all up as the stork in the fable gobbled up the frogs."
"The woman Rochemaure, a _ci-devant_ n.o.ble, concubine of Brotteaux, is not less culpable than he. Not only was she in correspondence with the foreigner and in the pay of Pitt himself, but in complicity with swindlers, such as Jullien (of Toulouse) and Chabot, a.s.sociates of the _ci-devant_ Baron de Batz, she seconded that reprobate in all sorts of cunning machinations to depreciate the shares of the Company of the Indies, buy them in at a cheap price, and then raise the quotation by artifices of an opposite tendency, to the confusion and ruin of private fortunes and of the public funds. Incarcerated at La Bourbe and the Madelonnettes, she never ceased in prison to conspire, to dabble in stocks and shares and to devote herself to attempts at corruption, to suborn judges and jury.
"Louis Longuemare, ex-n.o.ble, ex-capuchin, had long been practised in infamy and crime before committing the acts of treason for which he has to answer here. Living in a shameful promiscuity with the girl Gorcut, known as Athenas, under Brotteaux"s very roof, he is the accomplice of the said girl and the said _ci-devant_ n.o.bleman. During his imprisonment at the Conciergerie he has never ceased for one single day writing pamphlets aimed at the subversion of public liberty and security.
"It is right to say, with regard to Marthe Gorcut, known as Athenas, that prost.i.tutes are the greatest scourge of public morality, which they insult, and the opprobrium of the society which they disgrace. But why speak at length of revolting crimes which the accused confesses shamelessly...?"
The accusation then proceeded to pa.s.s in review the fifty-four other prisoners, none of whom either Brotteaux, or the Pere Longuemare, or the _citoyenne_ Rochemaure, were acquainted with, except for having seen several of them in the prisons, but who were one and all included with the first named in "this odious plot, with which the annals of the nation can furnish nothing to compare."
The piece concluded by demanding the penalty of death for all the culprits.
Brotteaux was the first to be examined:
"You were in the plot?"
"No, I have been in no plots. Every word is untrue in the act of accusation I have just heard read."
"There, you see; you are plotting still, at this moment, to discredit the Tribunal,"--and the President went on to the woman Rochemaure, who answered with despairing protestations of innocence, tears and quibblings.
The Pere Longuemare referred himself purely and entirely to G.o.d"s will.
He had not even brought his written defence with him.
All the questions put to him he answered in a spirit of resignation.
Only, when the President spoke of him as a Capuchin, did the old Adam wake again in him:
"I am not a Capuchin," he said, "I am a priest and a monk of the Order of the Barnabites."
"It is the same thing," returned the President good-naturedly.
The Pere Longuemare looked at him indignantly:
"One cannot conceive a more extraordinary error," he cried, "than to confound with a Capuchin a monk of this Order of the Barnabites which derives its const.i.tutions from the Apostle Paul himself."
The remark was greeted with a burst of laughter and hooting from the spectators, at which the Pere Longuemare, taking this derision to betoken a denial of his proposition, announced that he would die a member of this Order of St. Barnabas, the habit of which he wore in his heart.
"Do you admit," asked the President, "entering into plots with the girl Gorcut, known as Athenas, the same who accorded you her despicable favours?"
At the question, the Pere Longuemare raised his eyes sorrowfully to heaven, but made no answer; his silence expressed the surprise of an unsophisticated mind and the gravity of a man of religion who fears to utter empty words.
"You, the girl Gorcut," the President asked, turning to Athenas, "do you admit plotting in conjunction with Brotteaux?"
Her answer was softly spoken:
"Monsieur Brotteaux, to my knowledge, has done nothing but good. He is a man of the sort we should have more of; there is no better sort. Those who say the contrary are mistaken. That is all I have to say."
The President asked her if she admitted having lived in concubinage with Brotteaux. The expression had to be explained to her, as she did not understand it. But, directly she gathered what the question meant, she answered, that would only have depended on him, but he had never asked her.
There was a laugh in the public galleries, and the President threatened the girl Gorcut to refuse her a hearing if she answered in such a cynical sort again.
At this she broke out, calling him sneak, sour face, cuckold, and spewing out over him, judges, and jury a torrent of invective, till the gendarmes dragged her from her bench and hustled her out of the hall.
The President then proceeded to a brief examination of the rest of the accused, taking them in the order in which they sat on the tiers of benches.
One, a man named Navette, pleaded that he could not have plotted in prison where he had only spent four days. The President observed that the point deserved to be considered, and begged the _citoyens_ of the jury to make a note of it. A certain Bellier said the same, and the President made the same remark to the jury in his favour. This mildness on the judge"s part was interpreted by some as the result of a praiseworthy scrupulosity, by others as payment due in recognition of their talents as informers.
The Deputy of the Public Prosecutor spoke next. All he did was to amplify the details of the act of accusation and then to put the question:
"Is it proven that Maurice Brotteaux, Louise Rochemaure, Louis Longuemare, Marthe Gorcut, known as Athenas, Eusebe Rocher, Pierre Guyton-Fabulet, Marcelline Descourtis, etc., etc., are guilty of forming a conspiracy, the means whereof are a.s.sa.s.sination, starvation, the making of forged a.s.signats and false coin, the depravation of morals and public spirit; the aim and object, civil war, the abolition of the National representation, the re-establishment of Royalty?"
The jurors withdrew into the chamber of deliberation. They voted unanimously in the affirmative, only excepting the cases of the afore-named Navette and Bellier, whom the President, and following his lead, the Public Prosecutor, had put, as it were, in a separate cla.s.s by themselves.
Gamelin stated the motives for his decision thus:
"The guilt of the accused is self-evident; the safety of the Nation demands their chastis.e.m.e.nt, and they ought themselves to desire their punishment as the only means of expiating their crimes."
The President p.r.o.nounced sentence in the absence of those it concerned.
In these great days, contrary to what the law prescribed, the condemned were not called back again to hear their judgment read, no doubt for fear of the effects of despair on so large a number of prisoners. A needless apprehension, so extraordinary and so general was the submissiveness of the victims in those days! The Clerk of the Court came down to the cells to read the verdict, which was listened to with such silence and impa.s.sivity as made it a common comparison to liken the condemned of Prairial to trees marked down for felling.
The _citoyenne_ Rochemaure declared herself pregnant. A surgeon, who was likewise one of the jury, was directed to see her. She was carried out fainting to her dungeon.
"Ah!" sighed the Pere Longuemare, "these judges and jurors are men very deserving of pity; their state of mind is truly deplorable. They mix up everything and confound a Barnabite with a Franciscan."