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"Why, certainly; pray sit down, general," said Madame Chapuzot; "nothing could be more straightforward, more gallant." "But I am not gallant, my good lady," exclaimed Paz. "I am an unfortunate father who tries to deceive himself by a resemblance." "Then am I to pass for your daughter?" said Malaga, slyly, and not in the least suspecting the perfect sincerity of his proposal.
Madame Chapuzot was not long in discovering the name and title of Comte Paz; then she heard certain positive facts at the hotel Laginski: for instance, that Paz was a bachelor, and had never been known to have a daughter, alive or dead, in Poland or in France. After that Malaga could not control a feeling of terror.
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.
"But he's a good fellow all the same," cried Chapuzot, who was happy in a new suit of clothes made of blue cloth, in which he looked like the servant of some minister. The sum which Paz deposited weekly on the mantel-piece, joined to Malaga's meagre salary, gave her the means of sumptuous living compared with her former poverty.
"Well, that's a stiff one!" said Marguerite Turquet, looking at Madame Chapuzot; "I'm half afraid he is wheedling me, to carry out some fancy of his own Pooh! I'll risk it." A month after this eccentric interview the circus-rider was living in a comfortable apartment furnished by Comte Adam's own upholsterer, Paz having judged it desirable to have his folly talked about at the hotel Laginski.
Now, the Head of the Police to whom the President of the Council said a few words in his ear as regards yourself, in talking to Monsieur Chapuzot thinks as the police ought not to appear in a matter of this description, you understand. They gave my nephew a free hand, but my nephew will have nothing to say to it, except as before the Council; he will not be seen in it." "Then your nephew is "
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."
Malaga, to whom this adventure was like a leaf out of the Arabian Nights, was served by Monsieur and Madame Chapuzot in the double capacity of friends and servants. The Chapuzots and Marguerite were constantly expecting some result of all this; but at the end of three months none of them were able to make out the meaning of the Polish count's caprice.
"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.
Now, the Head of the Police to whom the President of the Council said a few words in his ear as regards yourself, in talking to Monsieur Chapuzot thinks as the police ought not to appear in a matter of this description, you understand. They gave my nephew a free hand, but my nephew will have nothing to say to it, except as before the Council; he will not be seen in it." "Then your nephew is "
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