The M. .. punished

He arrived in the Regency an adventure in Paris, yet extraordinary enough to be told these days with interest, it offers a riot of a secret side that nothing could ever too clear on the other three murders dreadful, whose The author was never discovered. And ... speculation before offering the disaster, prepared by the deserved, perhaps frighten does less.

It is said that M. de Savari, old boy, abused in nature, but full of spirit, a pleasant company, and bringing home street breakfast, the best company possible, envisioned to use his house to prostitution of a very singular kind. Women or girls who wanted only condition under the shadow of the deeper mystery, enjoy the pleasures of harmless pleasure, found him in a number of partners willing to meet, and nothing ever resulted from these temporary plots, including one woman collected the flowers without any risk of thorns that accompanying these arrangements too, when they take the turn of a public trade settled. The woman or the girl saw again the next day in the world the man with whom she had dealt the day before, without seeming to know him and without that it seemed to distinguish it from other women, whereby no jealousy in households, no angry fathers, no separation, no convent, in a word, no fatal consequences resulting from these kinds of cases. It was hard to find anything more comfortable, and this plan probably would be dangerous to offer today, he would undoubtedly feared that his presentation n'éveillât the idea of reviving a century in which the depravity of the two Gender has crossed all limits known, if we place ourselves at the same time the adventure that became a cruel punishment for the man who had invented.

M. Savari, author and executor of the project, limited, albeit at his ease, a single servant and a cook not to multiply the witnesses of the deportations of his house, saw him coming home one morning a man of his acquaintance who just ask him to dinner.

- Egad willingly responds M. Savari, and to prove to you the pleasure you give me, I'll go order that you get the best of my wine cellar ...

- One moment, "said the friend when the servant had been ordered, I want to see if La Brie does not deceive us ... I know the barrels, I will follow it and see if it really takes the best.

- Well, well, "said the master of the house in better grasping the joke, but my cruel statement I will accompany you myself, but you will oblige me to see if this rascal does not induce us into error.

The friend leaves, he entered the basement, grabbed a lever, knocks the valet immediately climbed into the kitchen, put the stove on the floor, killing up to a dog and a cat he found on his passage, returns to the apartment of M. de Savari, who, unable to make his state no defense to wilt like its people, and this stunner ruthless, without embarrassment, without feeling any remorse for the action that he just committed, quietly details on the blank page of a book he is on the table, how he did it, not touching anything, take nothing, out of the house , closes and disappears.

The house of M. de Savari was too busy for this cruel slaughter was not promptly discovered, knock, nobody answering, of course, that the master can not be outside, doors are broken and we see the awful state household of the unfortunate, not content to pass on details of its activities to the public, the stolid murderer had placed on a clock, decorated with a skull, with the motto: Watch it to pay your life, had I said, [put on] the sentence written a paper which read: See his life, and you will not be surprised to end.

Such an adventure was soon to make noise, they searched everywhere and found the only room with respect to this cruel scene was a woman's letter, unsigned, addressed to M. de Savari, containing the following words:

"We're lost, my husband comes to know everything, think of the remedy, there are only Paparel that could bring his mind, make him talk to him, otherwise there is no salvation to hope for. "

A Paparel, treasurer of the extraordinary war, amiable and good company, was quoted: he admitted that he saw Mr. de Savari, but that more than one hundred people from the court and the city that were in him at the head of which we could place the Duke of Vendome, it was all one of those who saw the least.

Several people were arrested almost immediately and made free. We finally knew enough to be convinced that this case had many branches, and by compromising the honor of fathers and husbands half of the capital, were also tympanize countless people in the first quality and the first time in life, heads in masterly prudence replaced severity. We stood there, using what ever the death of this unfortunate, probably too guilty to be honest people complained, could not find any avenger, but if this loss was insensitive to virtue, it is probable that the defect grieved a long time, and regardless of the merry band that was so much to pick from myrtles this sweet child of Epicurus, the beautiful priestess of Venus, on the altars of love, came daily to burn the incense, had to mourn the demolition of their temple.

And this is how everything is prim and a philosopher would say by reading this narrative: if a thousand people that touched perhaps this adventure, five hundred were happy and five hundred other mourners, the action becomes irrelevant, but unfortunately the computation if gives eight hundred people unhappy with the deprivation of pleasure caused by the disaster, only two hundred cons who are there to win, M. Savari did more good than harm and the only culprit was the one who sacrificed his resentment; I leave you to decide and something happens quickly to another topic.