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Updated: September 3, 2025
"Butscha knows very well that a mere glance at Modeste would cost him a Breton ducking. Not a soul has any communication with this house. Madame Latournelle who takes Modeste to church ever since your your misfortune, madame, has carefully watched her on the way and all through the service, and has seen nothing suspicious.
"Who do you know about all this?" said La Briere, interrupting Butscha. "In the first place, I am clerk to a notary," answered Butscha. "But haven't you seen my hump? It is full of resources, monsieur. I have made myself cousin to Mademoiselle Philoxene Jacmin, born at Honfleur, where my mother was born, a Jacmin, there are eight branches of the Jacmins at Honfleur.
It was in fact an excessively amusing little warfare, with its marches and countermarches and stratagems, all of which were keenly enjoyed by the Dumays, the Latournelles, Gobenheim, and Butscha, who, in conclave assembled, said horrible things of these noble personages, cruelly noting and intelligently studying all their little meannesses.
Germain did not acknowledge that he had the bad taste to play billiards in a cafe, a fact of which Butscha had taken advantage to surround him with friends of his own and manage him as he pleased. "Well?" said Canalis, "to the point, quick!" "Monsieur le baron, I heard a conversation about Monsieur Mignon, which I encouraged as far as I could; for no one, of course, knew that I belong to you.
I'm to be your secretary in place of that little fellow who sits there grinning at me and thinking I'm drunk. Come, let's go, and leave him to marry the girl." Canalis rose to leave the room to dress for the excursion. "Hush, not a word, he is going to commit suicide," whispered Butscha, sober as a judge, to La Briere as he made the gesture of a street boy at Canalis's back.
Modeste, fully warned, recovered her impenetrable composure. Dumay's distrust was now thoroughly aroused, and he resolved to go the mayor's office early in the morning and ascertain if the architect had really been in Havre the previous day. Butscha, on the other hand, was equally determined to go to Paris and find out something about Canalis.
But before I become another Gobenheim, I seek to know whether this dream could be really carried out. What do you say, mademoiselle, you?" Modeste was so astonished that she did not notice the question. The trap of the lover was much better baited than that of the soldier, for the poor girl was rendered speechless. "Poor Butscha!" whispered Madame Latournelle to her husband.
The arrival of an elegant caleche, driven by a coachman in the Canalis livery, made the more excitement at the Chalet because the two suitors were expected, and all the personages of this history were assembled to receive them, except the duke and Butscha.
"That poor young man, mademoiselle, who has got a fever " "Who told you that?" "Monsieur Butscha. He came here this afternoon and asked me to say to you that he hoped you would notice he had kept his word on the appointed day." Modeste came down into the salon dressed with royal simplicity.
Once in the carriage, however, and while expressing confused thanks and civilities to the little duke, she suddenly exclaimed, from a thought in her kind heart, "But Butscha, where is he?" "Let us take Butscha," said the duke, smiling.
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