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Presently he looked up, and seeing me, without a word passed me a letter which, all blistered with tears, had brought him to this distressful state. It was a formal French burial summons, with its long list of family names his among the rest the envelope, addressed in a lady's hand his sister's, the wife of a nobleman in high military command the postmark "Lyon." Uncle Celestin was dead.
I, too, have seen different places ah! and dirty places! Rouen, Evreux, Lille, Bordeaux, Perpignan, Nice, and then Marseilles, where I am now!" The tears started from her eyes, flowed over her nose, wet her cheeks, and trickled into her mouth. She went on: "I thought you were dead, too? my poor Cèlestin."
Presently he looked up, and seeing me, without a word passed me a letter which, all blistered with tears, had brought him to this distressful state. It was a formal French burial summons, with its long list of family names his among the rest the envelope, addressed in a lady's hand his sister's, the wife of a nobleman in high military command the postmark "Lyon." Uncle Celestin was dead.
The business of "The Queen of Roses" was bought by Celestin Crevel at fifty-seven thousand francs, with the lease, the fixtures, the merchandise, furniture, and all rights in the Paste of Sultans and the Carminative Balm, with twelve years' lease of the manufactories, whose various appliances were also sold to him.
But Celestin Crevel was so unconscious and so perfect a type of the Parisian parvenu, that we can scarcely venture so unceremoniously into the presence of Cesar Birotteau's successor. Celestin Crevel was a world in himself; and he, even more than Rivet, deserves the honors of the palette by reason of his importance in this domestic drama.
Three men were regular in their attendance at the bedside: Celestin Maloisel, a tall, thin fellow, somewhat gnarled, like the trunk of an apple-tree; Prosper Horslaville, a withered little man with a ferret nose, cunning as a fox; and Cesaire Paumelle, who never spoke, but who enjoyed Toine's society all the same.
Constance strongly disapproved of sending round the bills; she had scolded the clerks and accused Celestin of wishing to ruin the establishment, thinking that it was all his doing. Celestin, by Birotteau's order, had allowed himself to be scolded.
When Molineux, appointed agent by the Court of Commerce, came to take possession of Cesar Birotteau's assets, Madame Birotteau, aided by Celestin, went over the inventory with him. Then the mother and daughter, plainly dressed, left the house on foot and went to their uncle Pillerault's, without once turning their heads to look at the home where they had passed the greater part of their lives.
Just as Esther had sat down, tired with the effort of playing her part, Europe came in. "Madame," said she, "here is a messenger sent from the Quai Malaquais by Celestin, M. Lucien's servant " "Bring him in no, I will go into the ante-room." "He has a letter for you, madame, from Celestin." Esther rushed into the ante-room, looked at the messenger, and saw that he looked like the genuine thing.
"I am his sister!" He uttered that name in spite of himself: "Francoise?" She contemplated him once more with a fixed stare, then, excited by a wild feeling of terror, a sense of profound horror, she faltered in a very low tone, almost speaking into his mouth: "Oh! oh! it is you, Célestin." They no longer stirred, their eyes riveted in one another. Around them, his comrades were still yelling.
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