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This was a finishing stroke to Camusot: Jacques Collin by his air of ease and simplicity had counteracted all the suspicions to which his appearance, unwigged, had given rise. "Where are these papers?" "I will tell you exactly if you will get a secretary from the Spanish Embassy to accompany your messenger.
"Can you suppose that the Court of First Instance will be influenced by considerations which have nothing to do with justice?" "The event proves the contrary," she said meaningly, looking full at Sauvager and the President, who glanced coldly at her. "Explain yourself, madame," said Sauvager. "you speak as if we had not done our duty." "Mme. Camusot meant nothing," interposed her husband.
I ought to take care of myself now when I am to play every night so long as the Alcalde draws. I don't want to fall off after that young man's notice of me." "That is a handsome boy," said Camusot. "Do you think so? I don't admire men of that sort; they are too much like women; and they do not understand how to love like you stupid old business men. You are so bored with your own society."
At last Camusot, whose fingers also were smarting from the fire, seemed to be ashamed of the position; he let the papers go; there was nothing left of them but the portions so tightly held by the antagonists that the flame could not touch them. The whole scene had taken less time than is needed to read this account of it.
"Very true," said Camusot, trying to recover his dignity. "Well, well, 'All's well that ends well," said Monsieur de Granville. "But, my dear Countess, you must not often take such liberties with the Law; it might fail to discern who and what you are." "Monsieur Camusot valiantly resisted a woman whom none can resist; the Honor of the Robe is safe!" said the Comte de Bauvan, laughing. "Indeed!
"Will you ask if Monsieur Camusot is come yet?" said she, seeing some gendarmes playing cards. "Yes, madame, he has just come up from the 'mousetrap." "The mousetrap!" said she. "What is that? Oh! how stupid of me not to have gone straight to the Comte de Granville. But I have not time now. Pray take me to speak to Monsieur Camusot before he is otherwise engaged."
The party of four found two cabs waiting for them at the door in the Rue des Fosses-du-Temple. Coralie drew Lucien to one of the two, in which Camusot and his father-in-law old Cardot were seated already. She offered du Bruel a fifth place, and the manager drove off with Florine, Matifat, and Lousteau. "These hackney cabs are abominable things," said Coralie.
Madame Camusot waited for no more; she rushed out of her room and flew to her husband's study. She found the lawyer sitting in an armchair, pale and dazed, his legs stretched out, his head against the back of it, his hands hanging limp, exactly as if he were sinking into idiotcy. "What is the matter, my dear?" said the young woman in alarm.
"Well, then," Jacques Collin went on, taken in by Camusot's apparent goodwill, "I know what that poor boy is suffering at this moment; he is capable of trying to kill himself when he finds himself a prisoner " "Oh! as to that!" said Camusot with a shrug. "You do not know whom you will oblige by obliging me," added Jacques Collin, trying to harp on another string.
But though the unlooked-for conclusion of this life of crime may perhaps be deprived of some of the marvelous effect which, in our day, can be given to a narrative only by incredible improbabilities, it is necessary, before we accompany Jacques Collin to the public prosecutor's room, that we should follow Madame Camusot in her visits during the time we have spent in the Conciergerie.
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