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The duchess, as we have said before, had a key to the little private garden-door; not finding Florestan in the apartments below, she had supposed that, perhaps, he was in his study, and without any fear had come up by a small staircase which led from the boudoir to the first story. Unfortunately, a very threatening visit from M. Badinot had obliged him to go out precipitately.
Since you are so obliging, do not forget my commissions." "Do not be uneasy, my general." "1st Alexandrine; 2d the fish, and the hamper of wine; 3d the old 1817 Cognac, the ground coffee, and the eiderdown coverlet." "You shall have all. Anything more?" "Yes, I forgot. Do you know where M. Badinot lives?" "The broker? yes."
But where does this money come from? the writing of the address is unknown to me; let me look at the seal the cipher; yes, yes, I am not mistaken an N and an L it is Clotilde! How has she known? and not a word it is strange! How apropos! Oh I reflect I made a rendezvous for this morning these threats of Badinot upset me. I had forgotten Clotilde after having waited some time, she has gone.
On hearing these fearful words addressed to his son by Badinot, the count changed color, and clung to a chair for support. His venerable and respected name dishonored by a man whom he had reason to doubt was his son?
"No, give me the letter; I have changed my mind; I will go myself to the Viscount de Saint Remy," said Badinot, emphasizing purposely the aristocratic address. "Here is the letter, sir; have you no other commission?" "No, friend Micou," said Badinot, with a patronizing air; "but I have reproaches to make to you." "To me, sir?" "Very grave reproaches." "How, sir?"
Attacked by a violent fever and frightful delirium, the unfortunate woman was laid in the bed of her child, who, alone, alarmed and almost as ill as her mother, had neither money nor resources, and feared at any moment to see the ruffian enter who lived upon the same floor. We will precede, by some hours, M. Badinot, who had gone in haste to the Viscount de Saint Remy.
"Once more," continued Florestan, in an agitated voice, "I say this Petit Jean is a scoundrel; he assured me that he had no other bills than those I withdrew yesterday, and three days ago. I thought this one was in circulation: it was payable three months after date, at Adams & Co., London?" "Yes, yes," said the clear and sharp voice of Badinot.
I forgot," continued Chalomel; "M. Badinot said it was all right, that M. Ferrand should do as he pleased; that would be always right." "He did not give a written answer?" "No, sir, he said he hadn't time." "Very well." "M. Charles Robert will also come in the course of the day to speak to the governor; it appears he fought a duel yesterday with the Duke of Lucenay." "Is he wounded?"
The notary kept his cap upon his head; the viscount retained his hat, and cried from the door in a loud, sharp voice: "It is, by Jove! very strange, that you give me the trouble to come here, instead of sending to me for the money for the bills I have indorsed for this Badinot, for which the fellow has sued me.
"Let us recapitulate: you said to me about two months since, 'I have about one hundred and thirteen thousand francs in bills on different banking-houses, which have some time to run; can you find means to negotiate them for me, my dear Badinot " "Well! what next?" "Stop! I asked to see them. Something told me that the bills were forgeries, although perfectly well done.
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