CHAPTER XVII. THE TRIAL

There are but few localities in France where Law derives from outward

appearance the dignity which ought always to accompany it. Yet it

surely is, after religion and royalty, the greatest engine of society.

Everywhere, even in Paris, the meanness of its surroundings, the

wretched arrangement of the courtrooms, their barrenness and want of

decoration in the most ornate and showy nation upon earth in the matter

of its public monuments, lessens the action of the law’s mighty power.

At the farther end of some oblong room may be seen a desk with a green

baize covering raised on a platform; behind it sit the judges on

the commonest of arm-chairs. To the left, is the seat of the public

prosecutor, and beside him, close to the wall, is a long pen filled with

chairs for the jury. Opposite to the jury is another pen with a bench

for the prisoners and the gendarmes who guard them. The clerk of the

court sits below the platform at a table covered with the papers of the

case. Before the imperial changes in the administration of justice were

instituted, a commissary of the government and the director of the jury

each had a seat and a table, one to the right, the other to the left of

the baize-covered desk. Two sheriffs hovered about in the space left in

front of the desk for the station of witnesses. Facing the judges and

against the wall above the entrance, there is always a shabby gallery

reserved for officials and for women, to which admittance is granted

only by the president of the court, to whom the proper management of the

courtroom belongs. The non-privileged public are compelled to stand in

the empty space between the door of the hall and the bar. This normal

appearance of all French law courts and assize-rooms was that of the

Criminal court of Troyes.

In April, 1806, neither the four judges nor the president (or

chief-justice) who made up the court, nor the public prosecutor, the

director of the jury, the commissary of the government, nor the sheriffs

or lawyers, in fact no one except the gendarmes, wore any robes or

other distinctive sign which might have relieved the nakedness of the

surroundings and the somewhat meagre aspect of the figures. The crucifix

was suppressed; its example was no longer held up before the eyes of

justice and of guilt. All was dull and vulgar. The paraphernalia

so necessary to excite social interest 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. When

the president asked the Messieurs de Simeuse why they had ridden out so

early, they both declared that wishing, since their return, to buy back

Gondreville and intending to make an offer to Malin who had arrived the

night before, they had gone out early with their cousin and Michu to

make certain examinations of the property on which to base their offer.

During that time the Messieurs d’Hauteserre, their cousin, and Gothard

had chased a wolf which was reported in the forest by the peasantry. If

the director of the jury had sought for the prints of their horses’ feet

in the forest as carefully as in the park of Gondreville, he would have

found proof of their presence at long distances from the house.

The examination of the Messieurs d’Hauteserre corroborated this

testimony, and was in harmony with their preliminary dispositions. The

necessity of some reason for their ride suggested to each of them the

excuse of hunting. The peasants had given warning, a few days earlier,

of a wolf in the forest, and on that they had fastened as a pretext.

The public prosecutor, however, pointed out a discrepancy between the

first statements of the Messieurs d’Hauteserre, in which they mentioned

that the whole party hunted together, and the defence now made by the

Messieurs de Simeuse that their purpose on that day was the valuation of

the forest.

Monsieur de Grandville here called attention to the fact that as the

crime was not committed until after two o’clock in the afternoon, the

prosecution had no ground to question their word when they stated the

manner in which they had employed their morning.

The prosecutor replied that the prisoners had an interest in concealing

their preparations for the abduction of the senator.

The remarkable ability of the defence was now felt. Judges, jurors, and

audience became aware that victory would be hotly contested. Bordin and

Monsieur de Grandville had studied their ground and foreseen everything.

Innocence is required to render a clear and plausible account of its

actions. The duty of the defence is to present a consistent and probable

tale in opposition to an insufficient and improbable accusation. To

counsel who regard their client as innocent, an accusation is false.

The public examination of the four gentlemen sufficiently explained the

matter in their favor. So far all was well. But the examination of Michu

was more serious; there the real struggle began. It was now clear to

every one why Monsieur de Grandville had preferred to take charge of the

servant’s defence rather than that of his masters.

Michu admitted his threats against Marion; but denied that he had made

them violently. As for the ambush in which he was supposed to have

watched for his enemy, he said he was merely making his rounds in his

park; the senator and Monsieur Grevin might perhaps have been alarmed at

the sight of his gun and have thought his intentions hostile when they

were really inoffensive. He called attention to the fact that in the

dusk a man who was not in the habit of hunting might easily fancy a gun

was pointed at him, whereas, in point of fact, it was held in his hand

at half-cock. To explain the condition of his clothes when arrested, he

said he had slipped and fallen in the breach on his way home. “I could

scarcely see my way,” he said, “and the loose stones slipped from under

me as I climbed the bank.” As for the plaster which Gothard was bringing

him, he replied as he had done in all previous examinations, that he

wanted it to secure one of the stone posts of the covered way.

The public prosecutor and the president asked him to explain how he

could have been at the top of the covered way engaged in mending a

stone post and at the same time in the breach of the moat leading to the

chateau; more especially as the justice of peace, the gendarmes and the

forester all declared they had heard him approach them from the lower

road. To this Michu replied that Monsieur d’Hauteserre had blamed him

for not having mended the post,--which he was anxious to have finished

because there were difficulties about that road with the township,--and

he had therefore gone up to the chateau to report that the work was

done.

Monsieur d’Hauteserre had, in fact, put up a fence above the covered way

to prevent the township from taking possession of it. Michu seeing

the important part which the state of his clothes was likely to play,

invented this subterfuge. If, in law, truth is often like falsehood,

falsehood on the other hand has a very great resemblance to truth.

The defence and the prosecution both attached much importance to this

testimony, which became one of the leading points of the trial

on account of the vigor of the defence and the suspicions of the

prosecution.

Gothard, instructed no doubt by Monsieur de Grandville, for up to that

time he had only wept when they questioned him, admitted that Michu had

told him to carry the plaster.

“Why did neither you nor Gothard take the justice of peace and the

forester to the stone post and show them your work?” said the public

prosecutor, addressing Michu.

“Because,” replied the man, “I didn’t believe there was any serious

accusation against us.”

All the prisoners except Gothard were now removed from the courtroom.

When Gothard was left alone the president adjured him to speak the truth

for his own sake, pointing out that his pretended idiocy had come to an

end; none of the jurors believed him imbecile; if he refused to answer

the court he ran the risk of serious penalty; whereas by telling the

truth at once he would probably be released. Gothard wept, hesitated,

and finally ended by saying that Michu had told him to carry several

sacks of plaster; but that each time he had met him near the farm. He

was asked how many sacks he had carried.

“Three,” he replied.

An argument hereupon ensued as to whether the three sacks included the

one which Gothard was carrying at the time of the arrest (which reduced

the number of the other sacks to two) or whether there were three

without the last. The debate ended in favor of the first proposition,

the jury considering that only two sacks had been used. They appeared

to have a foregone conviction on that point, but Bordin and Monsieur de

Grandville judged it best to surfeit them with plaster, and weary them

so thoroughly with the argument that they would no longer comprehend the

question. Monsieur de Grandville made it appear that experts ought to

have been sent to examine the stone posts.

“The director of the jury,” he said, “has contented himself with merely

visiting the place, less for the purpose of making a careful examination

than to trap Michu in a lie; this, in our opinion, was a failure of

duty, but the blunder is to our advantage.”

On this the Court appointed experts to examine the posts and see if one

of them had been really mended and reset. The public prosecutor, on his

side, endeavored to make capital of the affair before the experts could

testify.

“You seem to have chosen,” he said to Michu, who was now brought

back into the courtroom, “an hour when the daylight was waning, from

half-past five to half-past six o’clock, to mend this post and to cement

it all alone.”

“Monsieur d’Hauteserre had blamed me for not doing it,” replied Michu.

“But,” said the prosecutor, “if you used that plaster on the post you

must have had a trough and a trowel. Now, if you went to the chateau

to tell Monsieur d’Hauteserre that you had done the work, how do you

explain the fact that Gothard was bringing you more plaster. You

must have passed your farm on your way to the chateau, and you would

naturally have left your tools at home and stopped Gothard.”

This overwhelming argument produced a painful silence in the courtroom.

“Come,” said the prosecutor, “you had better admit at once that what you

buried was _not a stone post_.”

“Do you think it was the senator?” said Michu, sarcastically.

Monsieur de Grandville hereupon demanded that the public prosecutor

should explain his meaning. Michu was accused of abduction and the

concealment of a person, but not of murder. Such an insinuation was

a serious matter. The code of Brumaire, year IV., forbade the public

prosecutor from presenting any fresh count at the trial; he must keep

within the indictment or the proceedings would be annulled.

The public prosecutor replied that Michu, the person chiefly concerned

in the abduction and who, in the interests of his masters, had taken the

responsibility on his own shoulders, might have thought it necessary to

plaster up the entrance of the hiding-place, still undiscovered, where

the senator was now immured.

Pressed with questions, hampered by the presence of Gothard, and brought

into contradiction with himself, Michu struck his fist upon the edge of

the dock with a resounding blow and said: “I have had nothing whatever

to do with the abduction of the senator. I hope and believe his enemies

have merely imprisoned him; when he reappears you’ll find out that the

plaster was put to no such use.”

“Good!” said de Grandville, addressing the public prosecutor; “you have

done more for my client’s cause than anything I could have said.”

The first day’s session ended with this bold declaration, which

surprised the judges and gave an advantage to the defence. The lawyers

of the town and Bordin himself congratulated the young advocate. The

prosecutor, uneasy at the assertion, feared that he had fallen into some

trap; in fact he was really caught in a snare that was cleverly set for

him by the defence and admirably played off by Gothard. The wits of the

town declared that he had white-washed the affair and splashed his own

cause, and had made the accused as white as the plaster itself. France

is the domain of satire, which reigns supreme in our land; Frenchmen

jest on a scaffold, at the Beresina, at the barricades, and some will

doubtless appear with a quirk upon their lips at the grand assizes of

the Last Judgment.

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