The Red City Part 48
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"A fellow named Carteaux has charged you with half killing him and stealing his despatches. That is all I know."
"Is that all? _Diable!_ I am sorry I did not wholly kill him. I knew this would come out soon or late. Of course he is lying; but I did shoot him."
"There is a malignant article in the 'Aurora' to-day--there, I marked it."
Rene looked it over as he stood. "So I am the thief, I am the agent of the cabinet or the Federal party, and _mon Dieu_, Schmidt--"
"It is serious," said the captain. "A horsewhip is the weapon needed here, but I am at your service in every way."
"Thank you; but first of all, I must see Mr. Randolph; and, oh, worst of all, Schmidt is absent!" He felt that he could not meet Margaret until he had put an end to this slander. He foresaw also that to meet with success would, in Schmidt's absence, be difficult. Thanking his sailor friend, he made haste to see his official superior.
"Ah," said Randolph, "I am both glad and sorry to see you. Sit down.
Have you heard of the charges against you made by Mr. Fauchet for his secretary, Carteaux?"
"Nothing very clear, sir; but enough to bring me here instantly to have the thing explained to me."
"Pray read this statement."
De Courval read Carteaux's deposition and, flus.h.i.+ng with sudden anger he threw the paper on the table. "So it seems I deliberately waylaid and shot the secretary of an envoy in order to steal his despatches."
"That is the charge, made by a man who I am a.s.sured is dying. You can have no objection to my asking you a few questions."
"None. I shall like it."
"Did you shoot this man?"
"I did. He was of the mock court which murdered my father at Avignon.
Any French gentleman here can tell you--Du Vallon for one, and De Noailles. Of the direct personal part this man took in causing my father's death I have not talked. Twice he has had the equal chance I would have given a gentleman. Yes, I meant to kill him."
"But, Vicomte--"
"Pardon me." And he told briefly the story of Carteaux's treacherous shot and of why for a while it seemed well to Schmidt to silence the man.
"It was unwise. A strange and sad affair," said the secretary, "but, Monsieur, it is only this recent matter which concerns me, and the fact, the unfortunate fact, that your enemy was a bearer of despatches. Who can substantiate your statement as against that of a man said to be dying? Who can I call upon?"
"No one. Mr. Schmidt saw it. He is in Europe. The man lies. It is his word or mine. He says here nothing of its being only a personal quarrel; and why did he wait? Ah, clearly until Schmidt, who saw it all, had gone to Europe and I was absent."
"Why he waited I cannot say. The rest concerns me greatly. Did you destroy his despatches?"
"_Mon Dieu!_ I? No. Mr. Schmidt, in cutting open his clothes to get at his wound, found those papers, and then seeing what I had done, and how the department might be credited with it, or at least the English party, I myself carried the despatch to its address, the captain of the _Jean Bart_."
"Did you get a receipt?"
"I asked for it. It was refused. The captain was angry at what he said had been dangerous delay, and refused unless I would come on board and talk to him. I of course declined to do so. I would certainly have been carried to France."
"She has sailed, the _Jean Bart?_"
"Yes, sir."
"Then what proof have you as against the deposition of a man _in extremis?_"
"None but my word, that I gave to an officer of the corvette a package of papers."
"The minister was insolent enough to hint that this was a robbery in the interest of my service and a plot of the Federalist English sympathizers. In fact, he implied even more. I am asked to dismiss you as proof that we at least are in no way a party to the matter."
"One moment, Mr. Secretary--would that be proof?"
"No, sir. Pardon me. This affair has been twice before the cabinet, where, to be frank, some difference of opinion existed. The President--but no matter. You admit the fact of the a.s.sault and, well, the taking of the paper. You do not deny either. You have no evidence in favor of your explanation,--none."
"Pardon me; I have said De Noailles could a.s.sure you that I had cause for a personal quarrel."
"Admit the personal motive, it does not help you. The Republicans are using this scandal freely, and we have quite enough complications, as you know. If these people urge it, the law may be appealed to. To conclude, this is not a cabinet matter, and it was so decided. It affects the honor of my own department."
"Sir, the honor!" De Courval rose as he spoke. "You have said what I could permit no one but my official superior to say."
"I regret to have been so unpleasant, but having duly considered the matter, I must reluctantly ask you not to return to the office until you can clear yourself by other evidence than your own. I deeply regret it."
"You are plain enough, sir, and I most unfortunate. It does seem to me that my life here might at least give my word value as against that of this lying Jacobin."
The Secretary made no reply. Randolph, although a kindly man and courteous, had nothing more to say to the young clerk. He was but one of many _emigre_ n.o.bles cast on our sh.o.r.es, and his relations with the Secretary had been simply official, although, as the latter would have admitted, the service rendered had been of the best.
Still standing, Rene waited a moment after his personal appeal for justice, but, as I have said, the Secretary did not see fit to answer.
To have bluntly refused Fauchet's demand would have been his desire and decision; but as a matter of policy he must do something to disarm party criticism. With this in mind he had offered the young man a compromise; and not quite sure that he should not have dismissed him, he seemed to himself, considering all things, to have acted with moderation.
[Ill.u.s.tration: "'Then I beg to resign my position'"]
De Courval, who had waited on the Secretary's silence, said at last, "I judge, sir, that you have no more to say."
"No. I am sorry that nothing you have told me changes this very painful situation."
"Then I beg to resign my position. I have many friends and time will do me justice."
The Secretary would have preferred the young vicomte to have accepted his offer. He was not a.s.sured that Carteaux's story was correct; but what else could he do? "Are you not hasty?" he said.
"No. You believe me to have lied, and my sole witness, Mr. Schmidt, is in Germany. It is he who is slandered as well as I. I shall come here no more. Here is my report on the condition of the frontier counties."
"No, Vicomte. I did not doubt your word, but only your power to prove your truth for others who do not know you."
"It amounts to the same thing," said De Courval, coldly. "Good morning."
He went to his own office, and stood a moment in the small, whitewashed room, reflecting with indignant anger on the sudden ending of a career he had enjoyed. Then he gathered his personal belongings and calling the old negro caretaker, bade him carry them to Mrs. Swanwick's.
As for the last time he went down the steps, he said to himself: "So I am thrown to the wolves of party! I knew I should be, and I said so,"
which was hardly just to the man he left, who would have been pleased if his compromise had been accepted. Little could Randolph have imagined that the remote agency of the man he had thus thrown over would result for himself in a situation not unlike that which he had created for his subordinate.
"I am ruined," murmured De Courval. "Who will believe me? and Margaret!
My G.o.d! that is at an end! And my mother!"
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