this scandalous pleading in favour of the accused, and then nodded to the clerk to read the evidence.
The Sire de Retz, on hearing that his servants had made such explicit avowals of their acts; remained motionless, as though thunderstruck. He saw that it was in vain for him to equivocate, and that he would have to confess all.
"What have you to say?" asked the president, when the confessions of Henriet and Pontou had been read.
"Say what befits you, my lord," interrupted the lieutenant du procureur, as though to indicate to the accused the line he was to take: "are not these abominable lies and calumnies trumped up to ruin you?"
"Alas, no!" replied the Sire de Retz; and his face was pale as death: "Henriet and Pontou have spoken the truth. God has loosened their tongues."
"My lord! relieve yourself of the burden of your crimes by acknowledging them at once," said M. de l'Hospital earnestly.
"Messires!" said the prisoner, after a moment's silence: "it is quite true that I have robbed mothers of their little ones; and that I have killed their
