第43章IntheWood
Asthemayorwasabouttositdow，whttohimthattheruralpoli，withtwoprisoners，wasawaitinghimattheHoteldeVille。HeweondfoundoldHguardbeforeamiddle-hewasregardingwithasevereexpressiononhisface。
Theman，afatoldfellowwitharedehair，seemedutterlydejected;whilethewoman，alittleroundaboutindividualwithshiningcheeks，lookedattheofficialwhohadarrestedthem，withdefianteyes。
"Whatisit?Whatisit，Hochedur?"
Theruralpolimadehisdeposition。
Hehadgomathisusualtime，irolhisbeatfromtheforestofChampiouxasfarastheboundariesehingunusualiryexceptthatitwasafineday，andthatthewheatwasdoihesonofoldBredel，whowasgoingoverhisviohim:
"Here，DaddyHoandhavealookattheoutskirtsofthewood。Ihicketyouwillfindapairofpigeonswhomustbeahuhirtyyearsoldbetwee;
&hedirediteredthethidthereheheardwordswhichmadehimsuspectaflagrantlbreaorality。Advang，therefore，onhishandsaosurpriseapoacher，hehadarrestedthehefoundthere。
Themayorlookedattheculpritsinastohemaainlysixty，andthewomanfifty-fiveatleast，aoquestionthem，beginningwiththeman，whorepliedinsuchaweakvoicethathecouldscarcelybeheard。
"Whatisyour;
"NicholasBeaurain。"
"Youro?"
"Haberdasher，iyrs，inParis。"
"Whatwereyoudoinginthewood?"
Thehaberdasherremaihhiseyesonhisfatpaundhishandshangingathissides，andthemayorued:
"Doyoudenywhattheoffiunicipalauthoritiesstates?"
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"Soyoufessit?"
"Yes，mo;
"Whathaveyoutosayinyourdefe;
"Nothi;