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You are the only one that he has bound to himself," said Etienne Lousteau, as they came downstairs. "I? Nothing. It was his own proposal," said Lucien. "As a matter of fact, if you should make your own terms with him, I should be delighted; we should, both of us, be the better for it." On the ground floor they found Finot.
"Copy, copy!" called Finot, coming into the room. "There is nothing in the box; the printers are setting up my article, and they will soon have finished." "We will manage," said Etienne. "There is a fire burning in Florine's boudoir; there is a table there; and if M. Matifat will find us paper and ink, we will knock off the newspaper while Florine and Coralie are dressing."
"They agree to take the hundred copies, dear boy!" she cried, addressing Finot; "they won't cost the management anything, for the chorus and the orchestra and the corps de ballet are to take them whether they like it or not; but your paper is so clever that nobody will grumble. And you are going to have your boxes.
There is no money now in the trade," retorted the other, a young man who eyed Lucien curiously. "Imprimis, you owe me fifty francs," Lousteau continued. "There are two copies of Travels in Egypt here, a marvel, so they say, swarming with woodcuts, sure to sell. Finot has been paid for two reviews that I am to write for him.
The newspaper risks nothing, and the authorities have everything to lose." "France will be a cipher until newspapers are abolished by law," said Claude Vignon. "You are making progress hourly," he added, addressing Finot. "You are a modern order of Jesuits, lacking the creed, the fixed idea, the discipline, and the union."
Nathan, then in the prime of his youth, came up to the group of journalists, hat in hand; and in spite of his look of fierce pride he was almost humble to Blondet, whom as yet he only knew by sight. Blondet did not remove his hat, neither did Finot. "Monsieur, I am delighted to avail myself of an opportunity yielded by chance "
"No shilly-shally with this gentleman; he is on the staff," Finot added for his uncle's benefit, as he grasped Lucien by the hand. "Oh! is he on the paper?" exclaimed Giroudeau, much surprised at this friendliness. "Well, sir, you came on without much difficulty." "I want to make things snug for you here, lest Etienne should bamboozle you," continued Finot, looking knowingly at Lucien.
"Unlace me, Gaudissart, and do it right; don't tighten me." "Yes, truly," said the traveller, complacently; "I shall become a shareholder in the newspapers, like Finot, one of my friends, the son of a hatter, who now has thirty thousand francs income, and is going to make himself a peer of France. When one thinks of that little Popinot, ah, mon Dieu!
I have taken it upon myself to introduce this gentleman to Dauriat, and you must incline his ear to listen to us." "What is on foot?" asked Finot. "A volume of poetry," said Lucien. "Oh!" said Finot, with a shrug of the shoulders.
"What! do you mean to say that you will ask that druggist, through Mlle. Florine, to pay thirty thousand francs for one-half a share, when Finot gave no more for the whole of it? And ask without the slightest scruple? Lousteau interrupted Lucien before he had time to finish his expostulation. "My dear boy, what country can you come from?
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