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Updated: May 6, 2025
Never mind, I can buy something tomorrow." And she held up a few small coins which was all that remained of her five-franc-piece. My father looked at her searchingly, with that new tenderness which I had seen frequently lately, and then left the room without another word. "I believe," said Rosa, "that she'd be happy to give us her last piece of bread if there was occasion for it"
In spite of all, he had, during the early months of his marriage, allowed his wife to have a young servant. He gave her from time to time, a five-franc-piece, and took her to the country on Sundays. This was the honeymoon; and, as he declared himself, this life of prodigalities could not last. He tightened the strings of his purse. The Sunday excursions were suppressed.
Eagerly her fingers turned the precious pages. Suddenly out fell a five-franc-piece. "There, there," said my father, as she tried to express her thanks, "I am more than satisfied, if I have made you happy." "Happy!" said Paula, "I am more than happy!"
"Well, yes," he answered, "I am in bad humor, like a man who for ten years past has been beating the drum in front of your d d financial shops, and who does not pay expenses. Yes, for ten years I have shouted myself hoarse for your benefit: 'Walk in, ladies and gentlemen, and, for every twenty-cent-piece you deposit with us, we will return you a five-franc-piece.
"Have I, then, been guilty of any crimes, to be thus treated by my father?" exclaimed Maxence, flushed with anger. "Our existence here is an unheard-of thing. You, poor, dear mother! you have never had the free disposition of a five-franc-piece. Gilberte spends her days turning her dresses, after having had them dyed. I am driven to a petty clerkship.
When she returned with a five-franc-piece he slipped it into his pocket and lay down on the bed and appeared to fall asleep. Reassured by his regular breathing, she gathered together a bundle of dirty clothes and went out to a wash-house near by. Madame Boche, the doorkeeper of the Hôtel Boncoeur, had kept a place for her, and immediately started talking, without leaving off her work.
I got out first, and Diaz stumbled after me, while two women on the opposite side of the road stayed curiously to watch us. Hastily I opened my purse and gave the driver a five-franc-piece, and he departed before Diaz could decide what to say. I had told him to go. I did not wish to tell the driver to go. I told him in spite of myself.
Walk in, follow the crowd, step up to the office: this is the time. They go in. You receive mountains of twenty-cent-pieces: you never return anything, neither a five-franc-piece, nor even a centime. The trick is done, the public is sold.
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