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I ought to take part in racing. So I began to look about for some horses. I had purchased several, when the Marquis de Valorsay proposed to sell me some of his, some that were very well known, and that had so he assured me won at least ten times the amount they had cost him.
He was formerly an accomplice of the notorious Mascarot; he is a cowardly villain, for he is married, and leaves his wife and children to die of starvation!" The Viscount de Coralth fairly bellowed with rage. But Pascal did not heed him. "The other criminal is the Marquis de Valorsay," he added, in the same ringing tone.
Fortunately, she was very shrewd. She soon discovered that her husband knew everything, and she warned M. de Chalusse, thus saving his life." It is not at all remarkable that the Marquis de Valorsay should have failed to see any connection between his narrative and the baron's agitation.
These were indeed the marquis's chief claims to glory, and had cost him at least half of the immense fortune he had inherited. However, Pascal did not take much interest in these trophies, so the time of waiting seemed long. "Valorsay is playing the diplomat," he thought. "He doesn't wish to appear to be anxious. Unfortunately, his servant has betrayed him." At last the valet returned.
"But we have enemies Madame d'Argeles, Fortunat " "Madame d'Argeles is about to leave Paris. If Fortunat is troublesome I will purchase his silence; Maumejan has promised me money." But M. de Coralth had kept his strongest argument until the last. "And Pascal Ferailleur?" said he. "You have forgotten him." No; M. de Valorsay had not forgotten him.
The baron shrugged his shoulders, but Pascal stepped bravely forward. "Then I will tell you, prince," he said, "the name that you are determined to hide from us." "Oh!" "But you must allow me to remark that the baron and myself retract the promise we made you just now." "Naturally." "Then, your defrauder is the Marquis de Valorsay!"
Still his limbs trembled so much that he could not stand, and he sank on to a chair, murmuring: "I entreat you, marquis continue. It is very interesting very interesting indeed." M. de Valorsay resumed his narrative. "The husband was incontestably an artless fellow: but he was also, it appears, a man of remarkable energy and determination.
Why, only last evening he said to me, 'My good friend, Domingo's defeat cost me two thousand louis!" M. de Valorsay had said nothing of the kind, for the very good reason that he did not even know Wilkie by sight; still, no one paid much heed to the assertion, whereat Wilkie felt vexed, and resolved to turn his attention to his jockey.
He hastily approached Baron Trigault, and asked in a husky voice: "Will you allow me to be arrested in your house, baron? me a Valorsay!" It might have been supposed that the baron had expected this reproach, for without a word he led the marquis and M. de Coralth to a little room at the end of the hall, pushed them inside, and closed the door again.
Undoubtedly he often engaged in other business which was a trifle less respectable; but heir-hunting was one of the best and most substantial sources of his income. So we can readily understand why he so quickly left off lamenting that forty thousand francs lent to the Marquis de Valorsay.
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