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At so early an hour was my trial (in the personal and suffering sense) brought to a conclusion, that mid-day was not yet struck when my guards delivered me over to the authorities at St Pélagie -- a one-time _communauté de filles_ in the faubourg of St Victor, and since appropriated ostensibly to the incarceration of debtors. My arrival, by grace of Fortune, was most happily timed; and, indeed, the persistency with which throughout the long period of my difficulties this capricious _coureuse_ amongst goddesses converted for my benefit accident into opportuneness offered some excuse to me for remaining in conceit with myself.
Now I was taken in charge by a single turnkey -- the others being occupied with their dinner -- and conducted by him to the jailer's room to undergo that _rapiotage_, or stripping for concealed properties, the general abuse of which -- especially where women were in question -- was a scandal even in those days of shameless brutality.