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Updated: May 21, 2025
"Poor Musot, take all that you gave to me back again; I do not want to keep anything of yours; for I love this boy here madly, not for his intellect, but for his beauty. I would rather starve with him than have millions with you." Camusot sank into a low chair, hid his face in his hands, and said not a word. "Would you like us to go away?" she asked.
Any one can imagine the situation for a little woman with plenty of sense and determination, and Mme. Camusot was such a woman. She did not refrain from meddling in matters judicial. She had far too strong a sense of the gravity of a false step in her husband's career.
If she or her husband were threatened by the President, Mme. Camusot could threaten too, in her turn, to call the amateur gardener's attention to a scheme for carrying off the flower which he meant to transplant into his house. Chesnel had not penetrated, like Mme.
"What was to prevent you, being so sure as you are of your clerk's fidelity, from calling Lucien back, reassuring him cleverly, and revising the examination?" "Why, you are as bad as Madame de Serizy; you laugh justice to scorn," said Camusot, who was incapable of flouting his profession. "Madame de Serizy seized the minutes and threw them into the fire." "That is the right sort of woman!
Camusot understood at once that he had blundered preposterously in laying snares for Lucien, and he began by obeying the two fine ladies he lighted a taper, and burned the letter written by the Duchess. The man bowed respectfully. "Then Madame de Serizy is coming here?" asked Camusot. "The carriage is being brought round."
Just try asking the Chambers for thirty millions for the more decent accommodation of Justice." The sound of many footsteps and a clatter of arms fell on their ear. It would be Jacques Collin. The public prosecutor assumed a mask of gravity that hid the man. Camusot imitated his chief. The office-boy opened the door, and Jacques Collin came in, quite calm and unmoved.
These two important authorities being thus won over to the Marquis d'Espard's party, his wife had barely escaped the censure of the Bench by her husband's generous intervention. On hearing, yesterday, of Lucien's arrest, the Marquise d'Espard had sent her brother-in-law, the Chevalier d'Espard, to see Madame Camusot. Madame Camusot had set off forthwith to call on the notorious Marquise.
"Yes," said Camusot, "something put her out at the beginning; but from the middle of the second act to the very end, she was enough to drive you wild with admiration. Half of the success of your play was due to her." "And half of her success is due to me," said du Bruel. "This is all much ado about nothing," said Coralie in an unfamiliar voice.
A struggle ensued, Camusot calling out: "Madame, but madame! This is contempt madame!" A man hurried into the room, and the Countess could not repress a scream as she beheld the Comte de Serizy, followed by Monsieur de Granville and the Comte de Bauvan.
I am sixty years of age, monsieur I implore you do not write it. It is because must I say it?" "It will be to your own advantage, and more particularly to Monsieur Lucien de Rubempre's, if you tell everything," replied the judge. "Because he is Oh, God! he is my son," he gasped out with an effort. And he fainted away. "Do not write that down, Coquart," said Camusot in an undertone.
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