“Cornu said: 'That is all.'
“Brument said: 'The head is not in, that will make a difference in the measure.'
“Cornu said: 'Put in her head.'
“And then Brument pushed down my head as if to drown me, so that the water ran into my nose, so that I could already see Paradise. And he pushed it down, and I disappeared.
“And then he must have been frightened. He pulled me out and said: 'Go and get dry, carcass.'
“As for me, I took to my heels and ran as far as M. le cure's. He lent me a skirt belonging to his servant, for I was almost in a state of nature, and he went to fetch Maitre Chicot, the country watchman who went to Criquetot to fetch the police who came to my house with me.
“Then we found Brument and Cornu fighting each other like two rams.
“Brument was bawling: 'It isn't true, I tell you that there is at least a cubic metre in it. It is the method that was no good.'
“Cornu bawled: 'Four pails, that is almost half a cubic metre. You need not reply, that's what it is.'
“The police captain put them both under arrest. I have no more to tell.”