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The squire of the village lived in an old,
cracked tower, which admitted rain, wind, hail, snow, and was open, indeed, to
all kinds of weather. His only domestic was a peasant, who attended to the hogs
by day, and at evening waited on his master. But this did not hinder him from
talking of his chateau, and of his servants. He possessed, nevertheless, the
right of jurisdiction, both high and low, over a territory which no longer
belonged to him, and through the space of a league around, could hang any one he
pleased.
One fine day, when his gout, his catarrh, and his
rheumatism left him a little ease, it occurred to him, that hitherto he had been
living a selfish life; – and, noble gentleman as he was, he formed the generous
resolution to share, henceforth, with some human being, the advantages of his
position; he determined, in fact, to insure the happiness of some woman. His
choice rested on Coquelicot. Section 4 of 10: [1] [2]
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