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Updated: May 4, 2025
"Upon the 29th, at eleven o'clock in the evening, one of my friends came to seek me at the Rue de la Fontaine, to conduct me to the general rendezvous. We traversed together the whole city. A bright moon illuminated the streets. I regarded the fine weather as a favorable omen for the next day. I examined with care the places through which I passed.
When her mother joined us, in our corner of the room, I was telling her all that could be safely related of my visit to Hanau. Madame Fontaine seemed to be quite as attentive as her daughter to the progress of my trivial narrative to Mr. Engelman's evident surprise. "Did you go farther than Hanau?" the widow asked. "No farther." "Were there any guests to meet you at the dinner-party?"
"Don't say 'inhuman," Madame Fontaine answered gently; "it is I alone who am to blame. I have been a cause of estrangement between you and your partner, and I have destroyed whatever little chance I might once have had of setting myself right in Mr. Keller's estimation. All due to my rashness in mentioning my name.
"And as for his being twenty years older than your mother, I can tell you, young lady, that my dear lost husband was twenty years my senior when he married me and a happier couple never lived. I know more of the world than you do; and I say Madame Fontaine has made a great mistake.
Doctor Dormann informed him that the change had been made, with his full approval, to satisfy a surviving friend, and that the coffin would be provided before the certificate was granted for the burial. While the persons present were all gathered round the doctor and the overseer, Madame Fontaine softly pushed open the door from the courtyard.
To this statement there was a line added, declaring that Mr. Keller withdrew his application to the magistrates; authenticated by Mr. Keller's signature. I stood with the paper in my hand, looking from one to the other of them, as completely bewildered as Joseph himself. "I can't leave Madame Fontaine," said the doctor; "I am professionally interested in watching the case.
"I mean that your butler had not wine for all tastes, monsieur; and that M. de la Fontaine, M. Pelisson, and M. Conrart, do not drink when they come to the house these gentlemen do not like strong wine. What is to be done, then?" "Well, and therefore?" "Well, then, I have found here a vin de Joigny, which they like. I know they come here once a week to drink at the Image-de-Notre-Dame.
"Even business must give way to such an extraordinary event as this," she said. "What has gone wrong between you and Madame Fontaine?" Jack entered into a long rambling narrative of what he had heard on the subject of the wonderful remedy, and of the capricious manner in which a supply of it had been first offered to him, and then taken away again.
"Remember, likewise, that the ancient philosopher was rather a bad friend of the gods and the magistrates." "Oh! that is what I will not admit," replied La Fontaine. "Epicurus was like M. Fouquet." "Do not compare him to monsieur le surintendant," said Conrart, in an agitated voice, "or you would accredit the reports which are circulated concerning him and us." "What reports?"
"Write them first and burn them afterwards." "How simple! Well, I should never have discovered that. What a mind that devil of a Moliere has!" said La Fontaine. Then, striking his forehead, "Oh, thou wilt never be aught but an ass, Jean La Fontaine!" he added. "What are you saying there, my friend?" broke in Moliere, approaching the poet, whose aside he had heard.
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