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I want you to hide yourself in the hallway near the Marquis's door and watch all night till dawn anyway. He cannot get out of his room without coming into the hall, and we must know what he does to-night. If the Marquis can spend a sleepless night, we can afford to do so. I don't know what I can do at the House on the Dunes but I shall take the pistol, and you can keep my gun.
He looked at me distrustfully, and said: "'Madame Mélani, if you please. 'Don't know her! 'But I have received a letter from her. 'That may be, but don't know her. Are you asking for some kept woman? 'No, a servant probably. She wrote me about a place. 'A servant?... a servant?... Perhaps it is the Marquis's. Go and see, the fifth story on the left.
Besides, the famous artists Baron Gros, David and Nicholas Poussin, and Canova, who was in town making a statue of the Emperor for Leo X., and, in a word, all the celebrities of Paris as my gifted countrywoman, the wild Irish girl, calls them were assembled in the Marquis's elegant receiving-rooms. At last a great outcry was raised for La Gigue Irlandaise!
The voice of the marquis, committing him to the care of mistress Watson instead of the rough ministrations of the guard, came with the power of a welcome restorative, and she hastened after his bearers to satisfy herself that the housekeeper was made understand that he was carried to her at the marquis's behest.
Then Felicite bent towards the marquis's ear, and whispered with discreet gaiety: "Upon my word, it is best that devil of a commander should go and get himself arrested. He's far too zealous." However, Rougon brought Granoux back to the drawing-room. Roudier, who had quietly followed the scene from his corner, making signs in support of the proposed measures of prudence, got up and joined them.
Hers was just the house in which it suited the Marquis to be the 'enfant qate. I suspect that, cat-like, his attachment was rather to the house than to the person of his mistress. Not that he was domiciled with the Princess; that would have been somewhat too much against the proprieties, greatly too much against the Marquis's notions of his own dignity.
The marquis's hand trembled as he took the letter; and, when he had torn it open, he read, "Do you forsake me too, father, when everybody forsakes me? And yet I have never needed your love as much as now. The peril is imminent. Every thing is against me. Never has such a combination of fatal circumstances been seen before.
On his return to Vienna, the Marquis was honoured with a private interview by the emperor a remarkable distinction, as the ambassador was informed "that the emperor was too well acquainted with the Marquis's services to require any presentation, and desired that he might come alone." He was received with great politeness and condescension.
Thirdly,.... I should not consider that I had lost the six months spent in Rome, if I had met only him. Do not look at me as if I were one of the patrons of the circus, Uncle Beuve, or poor Monsieur Renan himself," he continued, tapping the Marquis's shoulder. "I swear to you that I am very serious.
'I'll tell you what we can do, he said. 'We can guarantee the interest, at a fancy rate, say five per cent, during the marquis's life, which you reckon as good for a year and a half, at most. The lump sum we can pay on his decease. The doctor mused in his turn. 'I don't like it. He may alter his will, and then where do I come in? 'Of course that is an objection, said Merton.
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