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"A sigh! what, are you still thinking of her?" "Always." "You are wrong. Your mistress is far from Paris by this time. I saw her get into the stage-coach, before I came to take you out of Sainte Pelagie." "Yes, I was stifled in that prison. To get out, I would have given my soul to the devil. You thought so, and therefore you came to me; only, instead of my soul, you took Cephyse from me.
"Don't you think that M. Philemon will scold me on his return?" "Scold you! what for?" "Because of his rooms, that you occupy." "Why, Mother Arsene, did not Philemon tell you, that, in his absence, I was to be as much mistress of his two rooms as I am of himself?" "I do not speak of you, but of your friend Cephyse, whom you have also brought to occupy M. Philemon's lodgings."
Are you comfortable so?" "Yes but I cannot see you." "That is better. It seems there is a moment very short, it is true in which one suffers a good deal. And," added Cephyse, in a voice of emotion, "it will be as well not to see each other suffer." "You are right, Cephyse."
Notwithstanding the general gayety, these words made a gloomy impression; a sort of electric shudder ran through the assemblage, and nearly every countenance became suddenly serious. "Oh, Cephyse!" said Jacques, in a tone of reproach. "Luck to the Cholera," repeated the Queen, fearlessly. "Let him spare those who wish to live, and kill together those who dread to part!"
If He has denied me many advantages, He has given me my joys, as you have yours." "Joys?" "Yes, and great ones without which life would be too burdensome, and I should not have the courage to go through with it." "I understand you," said Cephyse, with emotion; "you still know how to devote yourself for others, and that lightens your own sorrows."
"Jacques," said Cephyse, "this is my good sister." "Enchanted to see you," said Jacques, cordially; "the more so as you will give me some news of my friend Agricola. Since I began to play the rich man, we have not seen each other, but I like him as much as ever, and think him a good and worthy fellow. You live in the same house. How is he?" "Alas, sir! he and his family have had many misfortunes.
"Oh, sir! only do that, only get Jacques out of prison," cried Rose Pompon, warmly, "and we will both give you a kiss me and Cephyse!" "It would be throwing kisses away, dear little madcap!" said Rodin, smiling. "But be satisfied, I want no reward to induce me to do good when I can." "Then you hope to get Jacques out of prison?"
Ninny Moulin had just taken hold of Rose Pompon with his right hand, and of the Queen with his left, in order to advance between the two, in which figure he showed off his buffoonery to the utmost extent, when the door again opened, and the same waiter, who had called out Jacques, approached Cephyse with an air of consternation, and whispered in her ear, as he had before done to Sleepinbuff.
So saying, Sleepinbuff burst into a bitter laugh, which sent an icy shudder through the spectators of this scene. "My good fellow," said Morok, coolly, "listen to me, and follow my advice." "Thank you! I know your advice and, instead of listening to you, I prefer speaking to my poor Cephyse. Before I go down to the moles, I should like to tell her what weighs on my heart."
"It is only my court, who are getting impatient," said Cephyse and this time she could laugh. "Heavens!" cried the sewing-girl, in alarm; "if they were to come here in search of you?" "No, no never fear." "But listen! do you not hear those steps? they are coming along the passage they are approaching. Pray, sister, let me go out alone, without being seen by all these people."
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