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My friend, tell him it is a matter of life or death, that on no consideration must he or any one talk about Roguin's flight. Tell Cesarine to come down to me, and beg her not to say a word to her mother. We must beware of our best friends, of Pillerault, Ragon, everybody."
The recommendation of an apothecary at Tours got him a place as shop-boy with Monsieur and Madame Ragon, perfumers. Cesar owned at this period a pair of hob-nailed shoes, a pair of breeches, blue stockings, a flowered waistcoat, a peasant's jacket, three coarse shirts of good linen, and his travelling cudgel.
Roguin, notary of Ragon, who had drawn up the marriage contract, gave the new perfumer some sound advice, and prevented him from paying the whole purchase money down with the fortune of his wife. "Keep the means of undertaking some good enterprise, my lad," he had said to him. Birotteau looked up to the notary with admiration, fell into the habit of consulting him, and made him his friend.
"Has he got his lease?" asked Cesar. "Yesterday, before a notary," replied Ragon. "He took the place for eighteen years, but they exacted six months' rent in advance." "Well, Monsieur Ragon, are you satisfied with me?" said the perfumer. "I have given him the secret of a great discovery "
The king grants four crosses to the municipality of Paris; the prefect, selecting among the deputies suitable persons to be thus decorated, has placed my name first on the list. The king moreover knows me: thanks to old Ragon. I furnish him with the only powder he is willing to use; we alone possess the receipt of the late queen, poor, dear, august victim! The mayor vehemently supported me.
Her heart was full of tears; and she instinctively dreaded du Tillet, for every mother knows the Timeo Danaos et dona ferentes, even if she does not know Latin. Constance wept in the arms of Madame Ragon and her daughter, though she would not tell them the cause of her distress. "I'm nervous," she said.
"They are talking about us in the papers," he said to Pillerault. "Well, what of it?" answered his uncle, who had a special antipathy to the "Journal des Debats." "That article may help to sell the Paste of Sultans and the Carminative Balm," whispered Madame Cesar to Madame Ragon, not sharing the intoxication of her husband.
"Christine thou speaks hard words." "Was it to speak easy anes thou brought me here? An' if I said, 'I counsel thee to tak thy ain will i' the matter, wad my counsel mak bad gude, or wrang right? Paul Calder's fleet sails i' twa days; seek a place i' his boats." "Then I shall see next to naught o' Margaret, an' Ragon will see her every day." "If Margaret loves thee, that can do thee nae harm."
He fed the villain, gave him a suit of his own clothes, and £50, and saw him put off to sea. Sandy promised to keep well out in the bay, until some vessel going North to Zetland or Iceland, or some Dutch skipper bound for Amsterdam, took him up. All the next day Ragon was in misery, but nightfall came and he had heard nothing of Sandy, though several craft had come into port.
From that day forward he watched the movement of stocks and public affairs with secret anxieties of his own, which made him quiver at each rumor of the reverses or successes that marked this period of our history. Monsieur Ragon, formerly perfumer to her majesty Queen Marie-Antoinette, confided to Cesar Birotteau, during this critical period, his attachment to the fallen tyrants.
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