CHAPTER XXXVIII

THE RECORD

On New Year's morning de Lotbinière was crossing the great courtyard of

the Louvre, when he heard the voice of Louis de Léry calling him. The

Bodyguard was hurrying forward with a curl of disgust on his lip, and

holding out an open letter.

The Marquis, stopping, took it with a glance of inquiry.

"More of the beast!" ejaculated Louis.

The letter was one from Madame de Léry, relating with a woman's

indignation the proceedings of Germain during his first visit to Quebec.

"_Mon Dieu!_ how disgusting," Louis exclaimed.

"More than that--it is felonious," almost shouted the Marquis, great

veins swelling upon his forehead and his hand shaking with rage. "Should

the monster ever land again upon the shores of France from which I drove

him, my God, I will hang him! Leave me this letter."

"The fellow is gross enough to return," said Louis scornfully. "What

could be plainer--his movements speak for themselves."

Here a shabby individual stepped up, handed the Marquis a note, and at

the same time beckoned the two into a corner out of the crowd. The

billet was a scrap on which was written only--

"LECOUR."

Mystery had a fascination for de Lotbinière. Not so for Louis, who was

impatient that so seedy a person should presume to stop them. Still, on

being handed the paper, he condescended to remain.

"Craving pardon, my Lord," said Jude--it was of course he--in a low

voice, "I have word for you in this affair. Your powerful movements are

known to me."

"Indeed?"

"I know your sentiments on the impostor."

"And you wish me to buy some information from you?"

"Monsieur le Marquis--he is my enemy also: I ask no price, only your

co-operation with a humble individual like myself."

"Speak on."

"It is all letters to day, my Lord. I heard you both discuss that of

Madame de Léry."

"You are a spy, then?" asked Louis tartly, scorn flashing across his

face.

"An _observer_, Monsieur--one of the King's secret service."

"A 'Sentinel of the nation,'" the Marquis said, only the more deeply

interested, smiling and tendering his snuff-box to Jude graciously.

"And next?" added he.

"Next, too, is a letter. I watched the mails addressed to his

correspondents and friends here. This is a letter to his valet."

The Marquis took it. It read--

"DOVER, _6th January, 1789_.

"MY DEAR DOMINIQUE,--Prepare for me within ten days after you

receive this.

"DE LINCY."

"_Peste!_" hissed the Marquis.

Jude pressed a folded paper into his hand, slipped behind a pillar and

disappeared, and the two relatives joined the crowd. The Marquis that

day made copious entries in his journal.

His life was now entirely engrossed in the controversy with LeCour. As a

Frenchman the occupation was dear to his heart. What Norman does not

love a lawsuit? What Parisian, politics? The journal became even more

complete and exact on the matter and teemed with expressions of contempt

thrust home to the heart of the absent adversary. It recapitulated

minutely the manner in which LeCour had been discovered wearing the

Répentigny name; the refusal of the slayer of Philibert to punish him;

the change of name to de Lincy, which de Lotbinière shrewdly attributed

to the genealogist; the conduct of de Bailleul; the real origin of the

Lecour family, with the history of the father; the duels with Louis, and

his vexations on account of the matter; the writer's journey to Châlons,

Troyes, and Versailles, the circumstances of the disappearance of

Germain, and the news of his actions in Canada.

After bringing his account down to date with a description of the

written proofs collected, he laid the journal aside, opened the drawer

of his secretary and took out a folio sheet of an exceedingly heavy

wrapping-paper. This he bent over so as to make it into something

resembling the cover of a book, then cut a lining of white unruled

foolscap for this improvised cover, and taking out his paste-pot, fitted

it neatly to the inside. Next he clipped up a length of linen tape and

by means of wafers attached eight pieces of it as ties to the top,

bottom, and sides. The whole constituted one of those record-covers

which he had been taught to make for the papers of special enterprises

in his profession. On the outside he pasted a small square labelled:--

+-------------------------+

| PAPERS |

| |

| RELATIVE TO LECOUR, |

| RÉPENTIGNY, DE LINCY, |

| |

| ET CETERA. |

+-------------------------+

There was, he considered, a fine turn of irony in "_et cetera_."

The record-cover completed, he surveyed it front and back with

satisfaction, tried the ties, read the inscription over once more, and

opened it. In it he placed a long "_Extract from my journal_," written

with care in his beautiful handwriting and bound with a tiny ribbon.

Next, he added some letters of Collinot to himself and de Léry. These

were followed by copies of his own to the latter. His epistle of

reproach to de Bailleul came next. Then a genealogical memorandum of the

family of LeGardeur. Then Madame de Léry's letter from Canada; after it

a solemn statement which he had caused to be drawn by Quartermaster

Villerai of Châlons. Then the folded paper left by Jude, which was a

copy of the damaging entry discovered by him in the books of the church

of St. Germain-des-Prés. Some lesser documents added to these made up

the nucleus of a _dossier_ or Record--an armoury of weapons which were

to be gathered for the complete and final destruction of the usurper,

should he again set foot in France.

Only a day or two passed when another letter came to him from Madame de

Léry. It related the actions of Germain on his second visit to Quebec,

dwelling, with the rage of a proud woman, on what had passed between her

husband and the young man. Judge Panet, too, had joined his efforts to

hers, and rapidly tracked Germain's intrigues from Notary d'Aguilhe to

the Judge and the young gentlemen of Montreal, and from the Governor at

Quebec to the sacristy of the cathedral. He therefore was able to

enclose a packet of letters and affidavits arranged in order, and which

included among others--

1. A long foolscap statement by d'Aguilhe, in which the Notary of St.

Elphège took care to duly magnify his own dignity and precautions.

2. A copy of the Lecour petition to insert the titles into the contract

of marriage.

3. A letter from Chief Justice Fraser about the granting of the

petition.

4. A copy of the marriage contract of Lecour's parents showing the

alterations.

5. A letter from Lord Dorchester on the duel arbitration, addressed to

Madame de Léry, and sealed with his seal.

6. One from the Bishop of Quebec.

7. A copy, signed by him, of the true birth-certificate of Germain.

8. A total repudiation by Quinson St. Ours of the affair of the banquet

at Montreal.

9. A letter from General Gabriel Christie, Commander-in-Chief of the

forces in Canada and proprietor of the Seigniory of Répentigny: "I

declare upon my honour that I have never sold my Seigniory of

Répentigny."

Letters and certificates from nearly all of the most prominent of the

French gentry of the colony concerning Lecour, his family, and his

pretensions.

The affair was causing a rustle among the entire alliance, and the

letters were full of the terms, "my dear cousin," "uncle," "brother,"

&c.

D'Aguilhe (No. 1) said, among other things, "The probity and good faith

which should be the basis of the actions of all men, and more

particularly those of a _Public Person_, preserved me from condescending

to the reiterated demands made upon me by the Sieurs Lecour, father and

son, to myself make the additions of the titles in question to the said

contract, a thing which I refused absolutely, giving them plainly to

understand that a deed received by a Notary, made and finished in his

notariat and enregistered, was a _sacred thing_, to which it could not

BE PERMITTED TO ANY ONE TO MAKE THE SLIGHTEST ALTERATION WITHOUT

PROFOUND DISGRACE."

Chief Justice Fraser (No. 3) wrote: "Some time ago I heard some rumours

current about Monsieur LeCour, but I had no idea I had played a _rôle_

in the affair. Here are the facts: In September last a Guard of his

Majesty the King of France presented himself with his papers, which

appeared to me as much in proper form as foreign papers could seem to

me. He presented a petition to me to be permitted to add the names 'de

Lincy' and 'Esquire' to his documents. I allowed it. I had no suspicion

that the Guard or his papers were impostures. In any event, I reap from

this incident the pleasure of corresponding with Madame de Léry."

The letter of Quinson St. Ours (No. 8) read: "Sir and dear relative,--I

should deem myself lacking in what I owe both to you and to myself were

I to neglect to destroy the suspicion you have formed of my conduct in

the affair of Monsieur, your son, against Lecour. I can give you my word

of honour that I always refused to give my signature to his different

petitions. My brother informs me that you say 'that several of your

friends, and even of your relations at Montreal, certified that Monsieur

Lecour was a gentleman.' I am not of their number, and I do not know

that family."

The Marquis eagerly read the packet through, digested its contents,

blessed his ally Panet for his professional methodicality, and placed

the papers in order in the Record.

After the flight of more than a century, this Record, yellow and faded

and a little worm-eaten, but complete even to its wax seals, its

wire-headed pins, and the thin gilt edges of the correspondence paper,

lies before the writer of these pages, a vivid fragment of the old

_régime_, a witness to the hatred, the activity, the very thoughts, as

it were, of the enemies of Lecour, and revealing his perils from their

inner side.

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