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"You are mistaken, Lia," he replied. "M. Fortunat has had no hand in this." "Then who could have betrayed my secret?" "Why, your former ally, the rascal for whose sake you allowed Pascal Ferailleur to be sacrificed the Viscount de Coralth!" The bare supposition of such treachery on the viscount's part brought a flush of indignant anger to Madame d'Argeles's cheek.
Her friends suspected there was something she wouldn't confess; and M. Raymond swore that he would watch his sister, and discover her secret." "M. Raymond is the present Count de Chalusse, I suppose?" inquired M. Fortunat. "Yes, monsieur. Such was the state of matters when, one night, the gardener thought he heard a noise in the pavilion, at the end of the garden. This pavilion was very large.
M. Fortunat could not refrain from rubbing his hands, so delighted was he to see his idea so perfectly understood and so admirably expressed. "Good!" he declared; "very good! That's intelligence, if I am any judge. I have not been deceived in you, Victor." Victor was on fire with curiosity. "What am I to do, monsieur?" he asked eagerly.
She remained silent, waiting for M. Fortunat to dismiss the young man in the blouse, whose presence she could not explain, and who stood in a sort of mute ecstasy, staring at her with eyes expressive of the most intense surprise and the liveliest admiration.
"Yes; but there is one thing that baffles my powers of comprehension. My dowry was the only temptation to M. de Valorsay, was it not? Why does he still wish to marry me, now that I have no fortune?" M. Fortunat had gradually lost all his advantage. "I have asked myself the same question," he replied, "and I think I have found an answer.
Still they continue to talk to me about their son, Lieutenant Gustave. He will be presented to me to-morrow. To-morrow, also, between three and four, I shall be at the house of a man who can perhaps discover Pascal's hiding-place for me, the house of M. Isidore Fortunat. I hope to make my escape easily enough, for at that same hour, Madame Leon has an appointment with the Marquis de Valorsay."
Madame Vantrasson feared so, and turning eagerly to her husband, she exclaimed: "Run to the tobacco shop in the Rue de Levis; you will find some paper there!" He started off at once, and M. Fortunat breathed freely again.
She possessed the distinguishing characteristic of her family in a remarkable degree that proverbial Chalusse obstinacy which Madame Vantrasson had alluded to in her conversation with M. Fortunat. She was silent for a moment, and then, in a firm tone she said: "Still, I will follow your advice in part, baron. This evening I will write to M. Patterson and request him to send for Wilkie.
Standing beside M. Fortunat, and flattered by the attention which such a well-dressed gentleman paid to his chatter, the landlord of the house mentioned the names of all the visitors he knew. And he knew a good number of them, for the coachmen came to his shop for refreshments when their masters were spending the night in play at Madame d'Argeles's house.
But he was not fit to cope with M. Fortunat, who had an immense advantage over him, by reason of his position of employer, as well as by his fortune and education. So Chupin was both bewildered and disconcerted by the cool arguments his patron brought forward; and what most effectually allayed his suspicions was the small compensation offered for the work merely forty or fifty francs.
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