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Updated: June 10, 2025
To live at ease, crime must have a sanction like that of the Bourse; like that conceded by Cerizet's clients; who never complained of his usury, and, indeed, would have been troubled in mind if their flayer were not in his den of a Tuesday. "Well, my dear monsieur," said Madame Perrache, the porter's wife, as he passed her lodge, "how do you find him, that friend of God, that poor man?"
La Peyrade made his own discoveries in this wise: Pursued by the thought of the beautiful Hungarian, and awaiting, or rather not awaiting the result of Cerizet's inquiry, he scoured Paris in every direction, and might have been seen, like the idlest of loungers, in the most frequented places, his heart telling him that sooner or later he must meet the object of his ardent search.
The hour of the great Market, which so many of his clients, male and female, attended, was the determining cause of Cerizet's early hours.
But though the Sechard household had money sufficient that winter, they were none the less subjected to Cerizet's espionage, and all unconsciously became dependent upon Boniface Cointet. "We have them now!" the manager of the paper-mill had exclaimed as he left the house with his brother the printer.
"Well, monsieur," cried the fishwife, entering Cerizet's den with a face as much inflamed by cupidity as by the haste of her movements, "my uncle sleeps on more than a hundred thousand francs in gold, and I am certain that those Perraches, by dint of nursing him, have smelt the rat." "Shared among forty heirs that won't be much to each," said Cerizet.
"I will kill him!" "There's a fellow who is not content!" said a passing workman, and the jesting words calmed the incandescent madness to which Theodose was a prey. As he left Cerizet's the idea came to him to go to Flavie and tell her all. Southern natures are born thus strong until certain passions arise, and then collapsed.
"Faith! no, my dear fellow," replied Dutocq, "I don't carry them about with me; besides, they are in Cerizet's hands." "Well," said the barrister, rising, "whenever you come to my house I'll pay you on the nail, as Cerizet can tell you." "What! are you going to leave us without your coffee?" said Cerizet, amazed to the last degree. "Yes; I have an arbitration case at eight o'clock.
"Here am I doing five francs' worth of composing for two francs a day, and don't you think that that is enough? Why, if I did not read proofs of an evening for the Cointets, I might feed myself on husks." "You are turning ungrateful early," said Eve, deeply hurt, not so much by Cerizet's grumbling as by his coarse tone, threatening attitude, and aggressive stare; "you will get on in life."
What would Henriette say in a court of law? I do not want to ruin you," he added hastily, seeing how white Cerizet's face grew. "You want something more of me?" cried Cerizet. "Well, here it is," said Petit-Claud. "Follow me carefully. You will be a master printer in Angouleme in two months' time . . . but you will not have paid for your business you will not pay for it in ten years.
Cerizet's declaration of war had so far taken effect that he of the yellow kid gloves was studying the position of every piece, however insignificant, upon the board; and it so happened that at the mention of that 'nice old man, an ominous tinkling sounded in his ears.
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