with one of the noblest and most admirable hearts, recalled this recollection in favor of the Jesuit.  She forgot that he was ugly and sordid, only to remember that he was old, that he seemed poor, and that he had come to her assistance.  Dr. Baleinier, notwithstanding his craft, notwithstanding his audacious hypocrisy, in spite even of his presence of mind, could not conceal how much he was disturbed by Rodin’s denunciation.  His head became troubled as he remembered how, on the first day of Adrienne’s confinement in this house, the implacable appeal of Rodin, through the hole in the door, had prevented him (Baleinier) from yielding to emotions of pity, inspired by the despair of this unfortunate young girl, driven almost to doubt of her own reason.  And yet it was this very Rodin, so cruel, so inexorable, the devoted agent of Father d’Aigrigny, who denounced him (Baleinier), and brought a magistrate to set Adrienne at liberty—­when, only the day before, Father d’Aigrigny had ordered an increase of severity towards her!

The lay Jesuit felt persuaded that Rodin was betraying Father d’Aigrigny in the most shameful manner, and that Mdlle. de Cardoville’s friends had bribed and bought over this scoundrelly secretary.  Exasperated by what he considered a monstrous piece of treachery, the doctor exclaimed, in a voice broken with rage:  “And it is you, sir, that have the impudence to accuse me—­you, who only a few days ago—­”

Then, reflecting that the retort upon Rodin would be self-accusation, he appeared to give way to an excess of emotion, and resumed with bitterness:  “Ah, sir, you are the last person that I should have thought capable of this odious denunciation.  It is shameful!”

“And who had a better right than I to denounce this infamy?” answered Rodin, in a rude, overbearing tone.  “Was I not in a position to learn—­unfortunately, too late—­the nature of the conspiracy of which Mdlle. de Cardoville and others have been the victims?  Then, what was my duty as an honest man?  Why, to inform the magistrate, to prove what I set forth, and to accompany him hither.  That is what I have done.”

“So, sir,” said the doctor, addressing the magistrate, “it is not only myself that this man accuses, but he dares also—­”

“I accuse the Abbe d’Aigrigny,” resumed Rodin, in a still louder and more imperative tone, interrupting the doctor, “I accuse the Princess de Saint-Dizier, I accuse you, sir—­of having, from a vile motive of self interest, confined Mdlle. de Cardoville in this house, and the two daughters of Marshal Simon in the neighboring convent.  Is that clear?”

“Alas! it is only too true,” said Adrienne, hastily.  “I have seen those poor children all in tears, making signs of distress to me.”

The accusation of Rodin, with regard to the orphans, was a new and fearful blow for Dr. Baleinier.  He felt perfectly convinced that the traitor had passed clear over to the enemy’s camp.  Wishing therefore to put an end to this embarrassing scene, he tried to put a good face on the matter, in spite of his emotion, and said to the magistrate: