The Mystery of Orcival
The day after Tremorel's death, old Bertaud and Guespin were set at liberty, and received,
the former four thousand francs to buy a boat and new tackle, and the latter ten thousand
francs, with a promise of a like sum at the end of the year, if he would go and live in his
own province. Fifteen days later, to the great surprise of the Orcival gossips, who had
never learned the details of these events, M. Plantat wedded Mlle. Laurence Courtois; and
the groom and bride departed that very evening for Italy, where it was announced they
would linger at least a year.
As for Papa Courtois, he has offered his beautiful domain at Orcival for sale; he proposes
to settle in the middle of France, and is on the lookout for a commune in need of a good
M. Lecoq, like everybody else, would, doubtless, have forgotten the Valfeuillu affair, had
it not been that a notary called on him personally the other morning with a very gracious
letter from Laurence, and an enormous sheet of stamped paper. This was no other than a
title deed to M. Plantat's pretty estate at Orcival, "with furniture, stable, carriage-house,
garden, and other dependencies and appurtenances thereunto belonging," and some
neighboring acres of pleasant fields.
"Prodigious!" cried M. Lecoq. "I didn't help ingrates, after all! I am willing to become a
landed proprietor, just for the rarity of the thing."