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New York's too much for a man just home from the front." Jasper laid his hand for a moment on Prosper's shoulder, smiled, shrugged, and turned away. Prosper waited till his friend was out of sight and hearing, then knocked and was admitted to the dressing-room of Miss Jane West. She had not changed from the evening dress she had worn in the last scene nor had she yet got rid of her make-up.
Thereupon she puts hands upon the dunce, kisses him close, grows sudden red, stammers, holds off, has the wit to make sure and bundles out, blazing with her news. In twenty minutes it was all over the castle; Prosper's flag was higher, and Isoult's in the mire. In thirty it had come to my lady's dresser. The dresser, having assimilated the news, was only too happy to impart to the Countess.
"Is that chap," said Soames, "really going to the South Seas?" "Oh! one never knows where Prosper's going!" "He's a sign of the times," muttered Soames, "if you like." Winifred's hand gripped his arm. "Don't turn your head," she said in a low voice, "but look to your right in the front row of the Stand." Soames looked as best he could under that limitation.
Then, as everyone was silent, he resumed: "Before leaving I hand over to you the books, papers, and accounts necessary for my successor. I must at the same time inform you that, without speaking of the stolen three hundred and fifty thousand francs, I leave a deficit in cash." "A deficit!" This ominous word from the lips of a cashier fell like a bombshell upon the ears of Prosper's hearers.
Although he pronounced this word, his voice, his manner, his face clearly said: "This comedy is well acted; but nevertheless it is a comedy, and I don't intend to be duped by it." Alas! After Prosper's answer, and the iron-founder's coarsely expressed opinion, the clerks knew not what to think. The fact was, that Paris had just been startled by several financial crashes.
The purveyor leaned his elbow on the table, put his head into his right hand and gazed fixedly at Hermann. The surgical instrument which the murderer had used was on the table with the case containing the rest of the instruments, together with Prosper's purse and papers.
"Ah, he is going away," he said, "he is going abroad." There was no mistaking the resentful, almost insulting intonation of the words, "going away!" M. Verduret took no notice of M. Fauvel's manner. "It appears to me," he continued, in an easy tone, "that Prosper's determination is a wise one. I merely wished him, before leaving Paris, to come and pay his respects to his former chief."
Fauvel had not doubted Prosper's guilt. She said nothing, but inwardly accused him of having seduced her son from the path of virtue, and enticed him into crime her son whom she would never cease to love, no matter how great his faults. Madeleine had perfect faith in Prosper's innocence.
Isoult was very guarded how she did; what she said was always impersonal, what she heard never went further. The Abbess was pleased. She would often commend her, take her by the chin, turn up her face and kiss her. A frequent strain of her talk was openly against Prosper's ideas: the Abbess thought Prosper a ridiculous youth. In due season we must find you a husband.
Now the ice is broken, is it not? Then let us go to work at once. What do you intend to do?" This question revived Prosper's slumbering rage. His eyes flashed. "What do I intend to do?" he said, angrily: "what should I do but seek the villain who has ruined me?" "So I supposed; but have you any hopes of success?"
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