An Historical Mystery eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 276 pages of information about An Historical Mystery.

An Historical Mystery eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 276 pages of information about An Historical Mystery.
is perhaps a consolation to criminals.  On this occasion the eagerness of the public was what it has ever been and ever will be in trials of this kind, so long as France refuses to recognize that the admission of the public to the courts involves publicity, and that the publicity given to trials is a terrible penalty which would never have been inflicted had legislators reflected on it.  Customs are often more cruel than laws.  Customs are the deeds of men, but laws are the judgment of a nation.  Customs in which there is often no judgment are stronger than laws.

Crowds surrounded the courtroom; the president was obliged to station squads of soldiers to guard the doors.  The audience, standing below the bar, was so crowded that persons suffocated.  Monsieur de Grandville, defending Michu, Bordin, defending the Simeuse brothers, and a lawyer of Troyes who appeared for the d’Hauteserres, were in their seats before the opening of the court; their faces wore a look of confidence.  When the prisoners were brought in, sympathetic murmurs were heard at the appearance of the young men, whose faces, in twenty days’ imprisonment and anxiety, had somewhat paled.  The perfect likeness of the twins excited the deepest interest.  Perhaps the spectators thought that Nature would exercise some special protection in the case of her own anomalies, and felt ready to join in repairing the harm done to them by destiny.  Their noble, simple faces, showing no signs of shame, still less of bravado, touched the women’s hearts.  The four gentlemen and Gothard wore the clothes in which they had been arrested; but Michu, whose coat and trousers were among the “articles of testimony,” so-called, had put on his best clothes,—­a blue surtout, a brown velvet waistcoat a la Robespierre, and a white cravat.  The poor man paid the penalty of his dangerous-looking face.  When he cast a glance of his yellow eye, so clear and so profound upon the audience, a murmur of repulsion answered it.  The assembly chose to see the finger of God bringing him to the dock where his father-in-law had sacrificed so many victims.  This man, truly great, looked at his masters, repressing a smile of scorn.  He seemed to say to them, “I am injuring your cause.”  Five of the prisoners exchanged greetings with their counsel.  Gothard still played the part of an idiot.

After several challenges, made with much sagacity by the defence under advice of the Marquis de Chargeboeuf, who boldly took a seat beside Bordin and de Grandville, the jury were empanelled, the indictment was read, and the prisoners were brought up separately to be examined.  They answered every question with remarkable unanimity.  After riding about the forest all the morning they had returned to Cinq-Cygne for breakfast at one o’clock.  After that meal, from three to half-past five in the afternoon, they had returned to the forest.  That was the basis of each testimony; any variations were merely individual circumstances. 

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