branch of one of the old willows, which at this place touch the
water with their drooping branches.
He had scarcely drawn his knife from his pocket, while looking
about him with the poacher's unquiet glance, when he uttered a low
cry, "Father! Here! Father!"
"What's the matter?" responded the old marauder, without pausing
from his work.
"Father, come here!" continued Philippe. "In Heaven's name, come
here, quick!"
Jean knew by the tone of his son's voice that something unusual had
happened. He threw down his scoop, and, anxiety quickening him, in
three leaps was in the park. He also stood still, horror-struck,
before the spectacle which had terrified Philippe.
On the bank of the river, among the stumps and flags, was stretched
a woman's body. Her long, dishevelled locks lay among the
water-shrubs; her dress--of gray silk--was soiled with mire and
blood. All the upper part of the body lay in shallow water, and
her face had sunk in the mud.
"A murder!" muttered Philippe, whose voice trembled.
"That's certain," responded Jean, in an indifferent tone. "But who
can this woman be? Really one would say, the countess."
"We'll see," said the young man. He stepped toward the body; his
father caught him by the arm.
"What would you do, fool?" said he. "You ought never to touch the
body of a murdered person without legal authority."
"You think so?"
"Certainly. There are penalties for it."
"Then, come along and let's inform the Mayor."
"Why? as if people hereabouts were not against us enough already!
Who knows that they would not accuse us--"
"But, father--"
"If we go and inform Monsieur Courtois, he will ask us how and why
we came to be in Monsieur de Tremorel's park to find this out. What
is it to you, that the countess has been killed? They'll find her
body without you. Come, let's go away."
But Philippe did not budge. Hanging his head, his chin resting
upon his palm, he reflected.
"We must make this known," said he, firmly. "We are not savages;
we wi
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John Addington Symonds (October 5, 1840 - April 19, 1893) was an English poet and literary critic. He was an early advocate of the validity of male love which included for him pederastic as well as egalitarian relationships, and which he would refer to as lamour de limpossible.