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"And what do you think of that?" "Oh! I think," said Buvat, "that they will pay the two months together." "Oh, yes! two months together! Do you hear, Ducoudray? He thinks they will pay the two months together. He is a simple fellow, this Buvat." "We shall see next month," replied the second clerk. "Yes," replied Buvat, to whom this remark appeared very just, "we shall see next month."
"Well, monsieur," said the head clerk, "and what have you been doing for the last five minutes, with your arms crossed and your eyes fixed?" "Nothing, M. Ducoudray, nothing. I was planning a new mode of classification." "A new mode of classification! Are you turned reformer? Do you wish to commence a revolution, M. Buvat?" "I! a revolution!" cried Buvat, with terror.
An officer of police got out and entered a neighbouring house, whence he emerged a quarter of an hour later with Monsieur de Lamotte leaning on his arm. The officer demanded the key of the cellar which last December had been hired from the widow Masson by a person named Ducoudray, and went down to it with Monsieur de Lamotte and one of his subordinates.
On the following day a smartly dressed, dapper, but very pale little gentleman, giving the name of Ducoudray, hired a vacant cellar in a house in the Rue de la Mortellerie. He had, he said, some Spanish wine he wanted to store there, and three or four days later M. Ducoudray deposited in this cellar a large grey trunk.
One of the notorious cases was that of a French officer named Ducoudray, who brought a letter from Deane purporting to be an agreement that Ducoudray should command the artillery of the Continental army with the rank and pay of a major-general.
It was to no purpose that the widow Masson repeated and asseverated that she recognised him as her tenant Ducoudray, and that he had had a large case of wine taken down into the cellar; Derues folded his arms, and remained as motionless as if he had been blind and deaf.
<b>DUCOUDRAY, MLLE. M.</b> Honorable mention, 1898; honorable mention, Paris Exposition, 1900. At the Salon des Artistes Français, in 1902, this sculptor exhibited "Mon Maître Zacharie Astruc," and in 1903, "En Bretagne."
He felt that he was lost, but his audacity never forsook him. "You are here, in the first place, to be confronted with this woman," said the officer, causing the widow Masson to stand opposite to him. "I do not know her." "But I know you, and know you well. It was you who hired this cellar under the name of Ducoudray." Derues shrugged his shoulders and answered bitterly
I do not know your name, I do not wish to know it, and I tell you mine, it is Ducoudray. I give myself up to you, but have some pity! if not for me, yet for my wife and my two little children for these poor creatures whose only support I am!" Seeing that the mason was touched, Derues opened the chest. "Look," he said, "examine the body of this woman, does it show any mark of violent death?
"It is just a little unfortunate," said widow Masson, "that it isn't the man. My tenant calls himself Ducoudray. There's his name on the register." "Confound it, that doesn't look like it at all," said the hawker: "now that's a bore! Oh yes, I have a grudge against that thief, who accused me of stealing. I told him I should sell his history some day. When that happens, I'll treat you all round."
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