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"I am in treaty with this gentleman," said the representative of the firm of Sonet to another agent who came up. "Pons deceased! . . ." called the clerk at this moment. "Where are the witnesses?" "This way, sir," said the stone-mason's agent, this time addressing Remonencq. Schmucke stayed where he had been placed on the bench, an inert mass.
At the church door Pons' funeral possession mustered four mourning-coaches, one for the priest and three for the relations; but one only was required, for the representative of the firm of Sonet departed during mass to give notice to his principal that the funeral was on the way, so that the design for the monument might be ready for the survivor at the gates of the cemetery.
"Our clients do not often take things to heart like this; still, it happens once in a year or two " At last Schmucke talked of returning to the Rue de Normandie, and at this Sonet began at once. "Here is the design, sir," he said; "Vitelot drew it expressly for you, and sat up last night to do it.... And he has been happily inspired, it will look fine "
"He has been crying for twenty-four hours on end, and he would not take anything. There is nothing like grief for giving one a sinking in the stomach." "My dear client," urged the representative of the firm of Sonet, "do take some broth.
Schmucke thought that he had been dreaming for the past two days; if he could only wake, he should find Pons still alive. So many wet towels had been laid on his forehead, he had been made to inhale salts and vinegar to such an extent, that he opened his eyes at last. Mme. Sonet make him take some meat-soup, for they had put the pot on the fire at the marble-works.
He fainted away. Sonet's agent and M. Sonet himself came to help Topinard to carry poor Schmucke into the marble-works hard by, where Mme. Sonet and Mme. Topinard stayed. He had seen Fraisier in conversation with Sonet's agent, and Fraisier, in his opinion, had gallows-bird written on his face. An hour later, towards half-past two o'clock, the poor, innocent German came to himself.
"Our clients do not often take things to heart like this; still, it happens once in a year or two " At last Schmucke talked of returning to the Rue de Normandie, and at this Sonet began at once. "Here is the design, sir," he said; "Vitelot drew it expressly for you, and sat up last night to do it. . . . And he has been happily inspired, it will look fine "
Remonencq waved the speaker away, in Auvergnat fashion, but the man replied with another gesture, which being interpreted means "Don't spoil sport"; a piece of commercial free-masonry, as it were, which the dealer understood. "I represent the firm of Sonet and Company, monumental stone-masons; Sir Walter Scott would have dubbed me Young Mortality," continued this person.
"He has been crying for twenty-four hours on end, and he would not take anything. There is nothing like grief for giving one a sinking in the stomach." "My dear client," urged the representative of the firm of Sonet, "do take some broth.
He fainted away. Sonet's agent and M. Sonet himself came to help Topinard to carry poor Schmucke into the marble-works hard by, where Mme. Sonet and Mme. Topinard stayed. He had seen Fraisier in conversation with Sonet's agent, and Fraisier, in his opinion, had gallows-bird written on his face. An hour later, towards half-past two o'clock, the poor, innocent German came to himself.
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