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A score of times I intended going after you into the country; but then, you know, circumstances Claude, feeling uncomfortable at these protestations, endeavoured to meet them with a like cordiality. But Henriette, who was still serving, saved the situation by growing impatient. 'Come, Fagerolles, just answer me. Do you wish two slices of toast? 'Certainly, madame, two, if you please.

Ah! he had a fine scent, and no mistake; he wouldn't be caught associating with old friends, who had become troublesome, and whom he hated. In fact, Fagerolles did not come. The evening finished laboriously.

And instead of giving the violent answer which was rising to his lips, he said in a familiar way: 'You are right, Naudet, I should have done better if I had gone to bed on the day when the idea of that picture occurred to me. 'Ah! there he is; excuse me! cried the dealer, making off. It was Fagerolles showing himself at the entrance of the gallery.

'What a figure! and what an attitude! Fagerolles, who had not looked at the statue, was highly amused by the great man, and the string of young, open-mouthed disciples whom as usual he dragged at his tail. 'Just look at them, one would think they are taking the sacrament, 'pon my word and he himself, eh? What a fine brutish face he has!

The men were smoking, and a bluish cloud slowly rose above the straggling tablecloths, stained by wine and littered with dirty plates and dishes. When Fagerolles, on his aide, succeeded in obtaining two glasses of chartreuse for himself and Jory, he began to talk to Sandoz, whom he treated with a certain amount of deference, divining that the novelist might become a power.

'You know that it doesn't inconvenience me in the least. Fagerolles, who had drawn Claude into the window recess, offered him a cigar, which was declined. 'True, I forgot; you don't smoke. Ah! I say, I must go to see what you have brought back with you. Some very interesting things, no doubt. You know what I think of your talent. You are the cleverest of us all.

You can imagine the state of affairs; the dealer accuses the artist of having spoilt his game by exhibiting with the vanity of a giddy fool; while the painter replies that he doesn't mean to be robbed any longer; and they'll end by devouring each other at least, I hope so. Gagniere raised his voice, the gentle but inexorable voice of a dreamer just awakened. 'Fagerolles is done for.

So he saw to the invitations; Claude and Christine naturally must come; next Jory and his wife, the latter of whom it had been necessary to receive since her marriage, then Dubuche, who always came alone, with Fagerolles, Mahoudeau, and finally Gagniere.

And you souse all that with deftness, that execrable deftness of the fingers which would just as well carve cocoanuts, the flowing, pleasant deftness that begets success, and which ought to be punished with penal servitude, do you hear? He brandished his palette and brushes aloft, in his clenched fists. 'You are severe, said Claude, feeling embarrassed. 'Fagerolles shows delicacy in his work.

It was even said that Mathilde, like the devotee she had once been, had thrown him into the arms of the Church, in order to consolidate her conquest, and that she was constantly talking to him about death, of which he was horribly afraid. Fagerolles alone affected a lively, cordial feeling towards his old friend Claude whenever he happened to meet him.