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"And now," said Brigaud, "I may go, may I not? You have no more need of me, now that you know all you wish to know." "I do not say so, my dear Brigaud; on the contrary, stop, you will give me great pleasure." "No, I thank you; I have got some business of my own to transact in the town, and will leave you to your reflections, my dear pupil."

But D'Harmental was a man of determination; his resolution was soon taken he took a last turn round the market to see if some conspirator would not betray himself by his impatience; but, seeing that all faces retained their expression of unconcern, he put his horse to the gallop, rode down the Boulevards, gained the Faubourg Saint Antoine, dismounted at No. 15, went up the staircase, opened the door of a little room, and found himself in the company of Madame de Maine, Laval, Valef, Pompadour, Malezieux and Brigaud.

Such a course of conduct could but wound Bathilde, who was only too much irritated already; it was better to wait then, and D'Harmental waited. At two o'clock Brigaud returned, and found D'Harmental in a very savage state of mind. The abbe threw a glance toward the window, still hermetically closed, and divined everything.

At this moment an individual clothed in a long advocate's robe, and with a square cap, passed near the group which was formed by Brigaud, D'Harmental, and Valef, humming the burden of a song made on the marshal after the battle of Ramillies. Brigaud turned round, and, under the disguise, thought he recognized Pompadour. On his part the advocate stopped, and approached the group in question.

The object of this visit is not difficult to guess. The prince without taking the trouble to choose empties the caskets into the fire, pushes me into a dressing closet, and orders that they shall be admitted. The order was useless. Dubois and Leblanc were at the door. Fortunately, neither one nor the other had seen me." "Well, I see nothing droll as yet," said Brigaud.

D'Harmental tied the letter to Mirza's neck, gave her a piece of sugar as a reward for the commission she was about to accomplish; and, half sad at having lost his beautiful neighbor for six weeks, half glad at having regained forever his beautiful uniform, he took his money, put his pistols into his pockets, fastened on his sword, took his hat and cloak, and followed the Abbe Brigaud.

The opposite room had no echo. But D'Harmental had produced an effect which he did not expect. Hearing applause, he turned round, and saw the Abbe Brigaud behind him. "Ah! it is you, abbe?" said D'Harmental; "I did not know that you were so great a lover of music." "Nor you so good a musician. Peste! my dear pupil, an air you only heard once. It is wonderful."

I should not be far off. Open the window, clap your hands, and I should come." Valef and Brigaud went away together, and D'Harmental went back to Bathilde, whom he found very uneasy. It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and Buvat had not returned it was the first time such a thing had ever happened.

If these overtures had been badly received, the ministers of France would have disavowed them; but they were well received, and they supported them. The marriage took place; and, as the little Brigaud was born about the same time as the dauphin, he asked, in recompense, that the king's son should stand godfather to his child, which was granted to him.

"Parbleu! my dear pupil," said the Abbe Brigaud, extending his hand toward the door; "you are like Aladdin. It is enough for you to express a wish, and it is fulfilled."

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