“Well?” said Dagobert, alarmed at the emotion of the young priest.

“Twelve o’clock has struck,” resumed the latter.  “Of all the family, I alone was present.  Do you understand it now?  The term is expired.  The heirs have been thrust aside by me!”

“By you!” said Dagobert, stammering with joy.  “By you, my brave boy! then all is well.”

“But—­”

“All is well,” resumed Dagobert, radiant with delight.  “You will share with the others—­I know you.”

“But all this property I have irrevocably, made over to another,” cried Gabriel, in despair.

“Made over the property!” cried Dagobert, quite petrified.  “To whom, then?—­to whom?”

“To this gentleman,” said Gabriel, pointing to Father d’Aigrigny.

“To him!” exclaimed Dagobert, overwhelmed by the news; “to him—­the renegade—­who has always been the evil genius of this family!”

“But, brother,” cried Agricola, “did you then know your claim to this inheritance?”

“No,” answered the young priest, with deep dejection; “no—­I only learned it this morning, from Father d’Aigrigny.  He told me, that he had only recently been informed of my rights, by family papers long ago found upon me, and sent by our mother to her confessor.”

A sudden light seemed to dawn upon the mind of the smith, as he exclaimed:  “I understand it all now.  They discovered in these papers, that you would one day have a chance of becoming rich.  Therefore, they interested themselves about you—­therefore, they took you into their college, where we could never see you—­therefore, they deceived you in your vocation by shameful falsehoods, to force you to become a priest, and to lead you to make this deed of gift.  Oh, sir!” resumed Agricola, turning towards Father d’Aigrigny, with indignation, “my father is right—­such machinations are indeed infamous!”

During this scene, the reverend father and his socius, at first alarmed and shaken in their audacity, had by degrees recovered all their coolness.  Rodin, still leaning upon the casket, had said a few words in a low voice to Father d’Aigrigny.  So that when Agricola, carried away by his indignation, reproached the latter with his infamous machinations, he bowed his head humbly, and answered:  “We are bound to forgive injuries, and offer them to the Lord as a mark of our humility.”

Dagobert, confounded at all he had just heard, felt his reason begin to wander.  After so much anxiety, his strength failed beneath this new and terrible blow.  Agricola’s just and sensible words, in connection with certain passages of the testament, at once enlightened Gabriel as to the views of Father d’Aigrigny, in taking charge of his education, and leading him to join the Society of Jesus.  For the first time in his life, Gabriel was able to take in at a glance all the secret springs of the dark intrigue, of which he had been the victim.  Then, indignation and despair surmounting his natural