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'There, at least, lies one who was logical and brave, continued Sandoz; 'he confessed his powerlessness and killed himself. 'That's true, said Bongrand; 'if we didn't care so much for our skins we should all do as he has done, eh? 'Well, yes; since we cannot create anything, since we are but feeble copyists, we might as well put an end to ourselves at once.
"Yet they and I have rummaged everywhere," said Bongrand, "they to find money, and I to find a will in favor of Monsieur de Portenduere.
A quarter of an hour later, Claude and Jory also said good-bye, leaving Bongrand struggling with his work in the waning daylight. Once outside, when the young painter had left his companion, he did not at once return home to the Rue de Douai, in spite of his long absence.
Claude, who was looking at him with his oppressed air, seemed to wake up for a moment, and murmured: 'I wrote to you; I wanted to go and see you to thank you. Bongrand told me about all the trouble you had. So thanks again. But Fagerolles hastily broke in: 'Tut, tut! I certainly owed that much to our old friendship. It's I who am delighted to have given you any pleasure.
Desire was playing whist with the wife of the procureur du roi, the wife of the sub-prefect, and the colonel of the regiment in garrison. "I come to bring you some good news," said Bongrand to Desire; "you love your cousin Ursula, and the marriage can be arranged." "I love Ursula Mirouet!" cried Desire, laughing. "Where did you get that idea?
However, one evening, on the Boulevard de Clichy, he felt his heart thump as he saw two broad shoulders, with whose lolloping motion he was well acquainted, coming towards him. They were the shoulders of Bongrand, who seemed embarrassed. He was the first to speak, and said: 'You know matters aren't progressing very well over yonder with those brutes. But everything isn't lost.
It is, perhaps, a tribute to them. They are mistaken! The man of honor and of genius sees all. Bongrand, piqued by the doctor's silence, but impelled by a sense of Ursula's interests which he thought endangered, resolved to defend her against the heirs. He was wretched at not knowing what was taking place between the old man and Dionis.
Bongrand, Savinien, and the abbe often declared to each other that the doctor, who received no interest from the Portenduere loan, could not have kept his house as he did on fifteen thousand francs a year. This opinion, openly expressed, made the post master turn livid more than once.
He took a few steps in silence, and then he added: 'A heroic worker, too a passionate observer whose brain was crammed with science the temperament of a great artist endowed with admirable gifts. And to think that he leaves nothing, nothing! 'Absolutely nothing, not a canvas, declared Bongrand.
It is possible she may come to see you this evening, Monsieur Minoret." Ursula pressed her godfather's hand under the table. "Her son," said Bongrand, "was rather too simple-minded to live in Paris without a mentor. When I heard that inquiries were being made here about the property of the old lady I feared he was discounting her death."
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