Albert Smith, The Marchioness of Brinvilliers… (1886)
“ With wonderful celerity Maître Picard proceeded to dispossess himself of all his accoutrements, begging earnestly that his life might be spared, for the sake of his wife and family. ‘You are a miserable liar,’ said Philippe gruffly, ‘and I have a mind to pin you to a tree.’ And collecting the arms, he added, ‘Now stay here an instant. Move at your peril until I return.’ He ran back to the cart, and bringing out the lantern, put it in Maître Picard’s hand. ‘There! take this, and return to Paris. I shall watch you along the road, to see that you are not loitering to watch me. ”
