WO months elapsed; the domestic upheaval1 did not subside2, and Monsieur Sariette's thoughts turned to the Freemasons. The papers he read were full of their crimes. Abbé Patouille deemed them capable of the darkest deeds, and believed them to be in league with the Jews and meditating3 the total overthrow4 of Christendom.
Having now arrived at the acme5 of power, they wielded6 a dominating influence in all the principal departments of State, they ruled the Chambers7, there were five of them in the Ministry8, and they filled the élysée. Having some time since assassinated9 a President of the Republic because he was a patriot10, they were getting rid of the accomplices11 and witnesses of their execrable crime. Few days passed without Paris being terror-stricken at some mysterious murder hatched in their Lodges12. These were facts concerning which no doubt was possible. By what means did they gain access to[34] the library? Monsieur Sariette could not imagine. What task had they come to fulfil? Why did they attack sacred antiquity13 and the origins of the Church? What impious designs were they forming? A heavy shadow hung over these terrible undertakings14. The Catholic archivist feeling himself under the eye of the sons of Hiram was terrified and fell ill.
Scarcely had he recovered, when he resolved to pass the night in the very spot where these terrible mysteries were enacted15, and to take the subtle and dangerous visitors by surprise. It was an enterprise that demanded all his slender courage. Being a man of delicate physique and of nervous temperament16, Monsieur Sariette was naturally inclined to be fearful. On the 8th of January at nine o'clock in the evening, while the city lay asleep under a whirling snowstorm, he built up a good fire in the room containing the busts17 of the ancient poets and philosophers, and ensconced himself in an arm-chair at the chimney corner, a rug over his knees. On a small stand within reach of his hand were a lamp, a bowl of black coffee, and a revolver borrowed from the youthful Maurice. He tried to read his paper, La Croix, but the letters danced beneath his eyes. So he stared hard in front of him, saw nothing but the shadows, heard nothing but the wind, and fell asleep.
When he awoke the fire was out, the lamp was[35] extinguished, leaving an acrid18 smell behind. But all around, the darkness was filled with milky19 brightness and phosphorescent lights. He thought he saw something flutter on the table. Stricken to the marrow20 with cold and terror, but upheld by a resolve stronger than any fear, he rose, approached the table, and passed his hands over the cloth. He saw nothing; even the lights faded, but under his fingers he felt a folio wide open; he tried to close it, the book resisted, jumped up and hit the imprudent librarian three blows on the head.
Monsieur Sariette fell down unconscious....
Since then things had gone from bad to worse. Books left their allotted21 shelves in greater profusion22 than ever, and sometimes it was impossible to replace them; they disappeared. Monsieur Sariette discovered fresh losses daily. The Bollandists were now an imperfect set, thirty volumes of exegesis23 were missing. He himself had become unrecognisable. His face had shrunk to the size of one's fist and grown yellow as a lemon, his neck was elongated24 out of all proportion, his shoulders drooped25, the clothes he wore hung on him as on a peg26. He ate nothing, and at the Crèmerie des Quatre évêques he would sit with dull eyes and bowed head, staring fixedly27 and vacantly at the saucer where, in a muddy juice, floated his stewed28 prunes29. He did not hear old Guinardon relate how he had at last begun to restore the Delacroix paintings at St. Sulpice.[36]
Monsieur René d'Esparvieu, when he heard the unhappy curator's alarming reports, used to answer drily:
"These books have been mislaid, they are not lost; look carefully, Monsieur Sariette, look carefully and you will find them."
And he murmured behind the old man's back:
"Poor old Sariette is in a bad way."
"I think," replied Abbé Patouille, "that his brain is going."
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