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The Cointets demanded that the six thousand francs should be refunded, and the patent surrendered in consideration of the enormous outlay made to no purpose. "People say that you are ruining them," said old Sechard. "Well, well, of all that you have done, that is the one thing that I am glad to know." At nine o'clock the next morning Eve and David stood in Petit-Claud's waiting-room.
"Very well, dear, do me the pleasure to step downstairs and look at the work done by this boy of yours, and tell me then whether he ought not to have finished our almanac this month." David went into the workshop after dinner, and saw that the calendar should have been set up in a week. Then, when he heard that the Cointets were bringing out a similar almanac, he came to the rescue.
Sechard thought joyfully when he heard the news that the coming struggle with the Cointets would be fought out by his son and not by himself. "I should have gone to the wall," he thought, "but a young fellow from the Didots will pull through." The septuagenarian sighed for the time when he could live at ease in his own fashion.
The Cointets had tried to ruin the Sechards by accusing them of Liberalism, and by so doing gave them a plank to cling to the Sechards should keep the Liberal business. Sell the paper indeed! Why, you might as well sell the stock-in-trade and the license!"
"How much is still owing of the purchase-money of the Verberie?" "Five thousand francs, monsieur," said Eve, "but I have two thousand " "Keep your money," Petit-Claud broke in. "Let us see: five thousand why, you want quite another ten thousand francs to settle yourselves comfortably down yonder. Very good, in two hours' time the Cointets shall bring you fifteen thousand francs "
"Where can he be going this time?" "Now go to see the Cointets, they are expecting you," said Petit-Claud, turning to David. "Ah, monsieur!" cried the beautiful Eve, "pray do your best for our interests; our whole future lies in your hands." "If you prefer it, madame, the conference can be held here. I will leave David with you.
So far from requiring prompting from the Cointets, he was the first to propose the espionage and exploitation of David's researches.
But if the Liberals start a paper, if you bring it out, and if I am deputy public prosecutor, then you will come to an understanding with the Cointets and publish articles of such a nature that they will have the paper suppressed. . . . The Cointets will pay you handsomely for that service. . . . I know, of course, that you will be a hero, a victim of persecution; you will be a personage among the Liberals a Sergeant Mercier, a Paul-Louis Courier, a Manual on a small scale.
"Come to an understanding with my wife," he said, as he left the Cointets in the office and went back to his laboratory. "Mme. Sechard knows more about the business than I do myself. I am interested in something that will pay better than this poor place; I hope to find a way to retrieve the losses that I have made through you " "And how?" asked the fat Cointet, chuckling.
Mother prays God for you now, as always, and sends love only less tender than mine. Your "EVE." As a matter of fact, Petit-Claud and the Cointets had taken fright at old Sechard's peasant shrewdness, and got rid of him so much the more easily because it was now vintage time at Marsac. Eve's letter enclosed another from Lucien: "MY DEAR DAVID, Everything is going well.
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