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"Your consolations, father, can do nothing for me. You are a Spaniard, I am a Frenchman; you believe in the commandments of the Church, I am an atheist." "Santa Virgen del Pilar! you are an atheist!" cried the other, laying a hand on Lucien's arm with maternal solicitude. "Ah! here is one of the curious things I promised myself to see in Paris. We, in Spain, do not believe in atheists.

The queen did not attempt to rise, but she twisted very gracefully on her seat, smiling on the poet, who was not a little fluttered by the serpentine quiverings; her manner was distinguished, he thought. For Mme. de Bargeton, she was impressed with Lucien's extreme beauty, with his diffidence, with everything about him; for her the poet already was poetry incarnate.

During the time occupied in this manoeuvre, the canoe, no longer guided by Lucien's oar, had been caught by some eddy in the current, and swept round stern-foremost. In this position the light no longer shone upon the river ahead, but was thrown up-stream. All in a downward direction was buried in deep darkness.

Lucien's luxurious life, hollow though it was, and founded on expectations, had estranged his friends. They could not forgive him for the carriage which he had put down for them he was still rolling about in it nor yet for the splendors of the Rue de Vendome which he had left.

So de Marsay's speech de Marsay was now married, and made his wife live as retired a life as Esther was significant in more ways that one. But the submarine perils of such a course as Lucien's will be sufficiently obvious in the course of this chronicle.

"Poor pay when one is obliged to read the books, and read a hundred before you find one worth interesting yourself in, like yours. Your work gave me pleasure, upon my word." "And brought him in fifteen hundred francs," said Lousteau for Lucien's benefit. "But you write political articles, don't you?" asked Nathan. "Yes; now and again."

With Lucien's education and knowledge of languages, it may be possible to get him into the immediate service of the Dey, in which case he will be able to aid his father and brother." "Have you, then, much influence with the Dey?" asked Francisco. "None," replied the Jew, with a sad smile.

In Paris, as in the provinces, everything is known. The police of the Rue de Jerusalem are not so efficient as the world itself, for every one is a spy on every one else, though unconsciously. Carlos had fully understood the danger of Lucien's position during and after the episode of the Rue Taitbout.

"We are not alone!" said Jacques Collin to Monsieur de Granville. "No," said the magistrate drily. "And this gentleman is one of my oldest acquaintances, I believe," replied the convict. He went forward, recognizing Corentin, the real and confessed originator of Lucien's overthrow.

This shade of distinction, understood by every one who visited at the house, constantly wounded Lucien's self-respect, for he felt that he was no more than tolerated. But the world is justified in being suspicious; it is so often taken in! To cut a figure in Paris with no known source of wealth and no recognized employment is a position which can by no artifice be long maintained.