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One particular day, after many foolish notions had fermented for some time in Malaga's mind, Paz having laid his money as usual on the mantel-piece, she seized the bits of gold and flung them in his face, crying out, "I don't want stolen money!" The captain gave the gold to Chapuzot, went away without a word, and did not return. Clementine was at this time at her uncle's place in Burgundy.
After finishing what he had to do at the Courts, Victorin went to call on Monsieur Chapuzot, the head of one of the most important branches of the Central Police, to make some inquiries about the stranger. Finding Monsieur Chapuzot alone in his office, Victorin thanked him for his help. "You sent me an old woman who might stand for the incarnation of the criminal side of Paris."
Stay here with me, M'ame Chapuzot; I don't want him to think I'm deserted." "Who is it you are looking for, monsieur?" asked Madame Chapuzot, opening the door for Thaddeus, who had now come upstairs. "Mademoiselle Turquet." "My dear," said the portress, with an air of importance, "here is some one to see you." A line on which the clothes were drying caught the captain's hat and knocked it off.
He is getting information from Chapuzot, who is playing him off to give me time to tell you." "Thank you, M'ame Chapuzot; but what will he think of me if he finds me ironing my gown?" "Pooh! when a man's in love he loves everything about us." "Is he an Englishman? they are fond of horses." "No, he looks to me Spanish." "That's a pity; they say Spaniards are always poor.
He was blaming himself for leaving the inquiry so much to the singer, and had resolved to see Monsieur Chapuzot himself on the morrow, when he saw in the twilight, outside the window, a handsome old head, bald and yellow, with a fringe of white hair.
"But in my place?" said Hulot. "Why, you ask my advice? You who sell it!" replied Monsieur Chapuzot. "Come, come, my dear sir, you are making fun of me." Hulot bowed to the functionary, and went away without seeing that gentleman's almost imperceptible shrug as he rose to open the door. "And he wants to be a statesman!" said Chapuzot to himself as he returned to his reports.
"Yes," said Paz, "and I'll come and see you sometimes. But you shall be lodged in better rooms, comfortably furnished." "I shall have furniture!" cried Malaga, looking at Madame Chapuzot. "And servants," said Paz, "and all you want." Malaga looked at the stranger suspiciously. "What countryman is monsieur?" "I am a Pole." "Oh! then I accept," she said. Paz departed, promising to return.
The count would ask questions as to the small events of Marguerite's life, and each time that he came he left two gold pieces of forty francs each on the mantel-piece. "He looks as if he didn't care to be here," said Madame Chapuzot. "Yes," said Malaga, "the man's as cold as an icicle."
Monsieur Chapuzot laid his spectacles on his papers and looked at the lawyer with astonishment. "I should not have taken the liberty of sending anybody to see you without giving you notice beforehand, or a line of introduction," said he. "Then it was Monsieur le Prefet ?" "I think not," said Chapuzot.
He was blaming himself for leaving the inquiry so much to the singer, and had resolved to see Monsieur Chapuzot himself on the morrow, when he saw in the twilight, outside the window, a handsome old head, bald and yellow, with a fringe of white hair.
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