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Updated: June 22, 2025
Necklaces, rings, bracelets, diamonds, and pearls, all are surrendered. The monster carries all these jewels to the pawnbrokers on Tien-Tsi Street, and then has the cruelty to refuse her the tickets, so that she may have a chance of redeeming her treasures." The clown thought that at last he had hit the mark. Mme. Fauvel began to betray signs of agitation.
Fauvel sat, so as to speak in a very low tone, as if almost afraid to hear his own voice. "As I told you, madame, Gaston is dead; and it was I who closed his eyes, and received his last wishes. Do you understand?" The poor woman understood only too well, but was racking her brain to discover what could be the purpose of this fatal visit. Perhaps it was only to claim Gaston's jewels.
"And if you are not successful, will you promise me to wait until to-morrow, to do nothing rash to-night?" "I swear it, by my father's memory." "Then take the key and follow me." Pale and trembling, Raoul and Mme. Fauvel passed through the banker's study, and down the narrow staircase leading to the offices and cash-room below. Raoul walked in front, holding the light, and the key of the safe.
But, after this dilemma was settled, a still greater one presented itself. Mme. Fauvel and her niece could not appear at a ball without jewelry; and every jewel they owned had been taken by Raoul, and pawned. After thinking the matter over, Madeleine decided to ask Raoul to take some of the stolen money, and redeem the last set of jewels he had forced from his mother.
Fauvel had a dinner-party, and with difficulty scraped together enough money to defray the expenses. Raoul appeared, and said that he was in the greatest need of money, being forced to pay a debt of two thousand francs at once. In vain they implored him to wait a few days, until they could with propriety ask M. Fauvel for money.
I know the value of it." The count walked off; but during this short colloquy the quadrille had ended, and M. de Clameran and Madeleine were lost to sight. "I shall find them near Mme. Fauvel," said the clown. And he at once started in search of the banker's wife. Incommoded by the stifling heat of the room, Mme.
"In the first place, I presented myself to Mme. Fauvel, and said not, 'Your money or your life, but 'Your money or your reputation! It was a rude blow to strike, but effective. As I expected, she was frightened, and regarded me with the greatest aversion." "Aversion is a mild term, uncle." "I know that.
"The sooner you see M. de Clameran the better for us, aunt," she said, after talking the project over. The next day Mme. Fauvel called on the marquis at the Hotel du Louvre, having sent him a note announcing her intended visit. He received her with cold, studied politeness, like a man who had been misunderstood and had been unjustly wounded.
Meanwhile, the search upstairs completed, M. Fauvel and the commissary returned to the room where Prosper was waiting for them. The commissary, who had seemed so calm when he first came, now looked grave and perplexed. The moment for taking a decisive part had come, yet it was evident that he hesitated. "You see, gentlemen," he began, "our search has only confirmed our first suspicion."
But the horror of the scene was too much for Mme. Fauvel to witness any longer without interposing. She understood but one thing: her son and her husband were about to kill each other before her very eyes. Fright and horror gave her strength to start up and rush between the two men.
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