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Well, now see his new hat." And Vital showed them a hat of a form and design which was truly expressive of the juste-milieu. "You ought to have made him a Punch and Judy hat!" cried Gazonal. "You are a man of genius, Monsieur Vital," said Leon. Vital bowed. "Would you kindly tell me why the shops of your trade in Paris remain open late at night, later than the cafes and the wineshops?
"If I were you, I should keep three or four Mariuses," said Gazonal. "Ah! monsieur, I see, is a feuilletonist," said Marius. "Alas! in dressing heads which expose us to notice it is impossible. Excuse me!" He left Gazonal to overlook Regulus, who was "preparing" a newly arrived head.
"Madame Fontaine is thought, by those who seek to pry into the future, to be wiser in her wisdom than Mademoiselle Lenormand." "She must be very rich," remarked Gazonal. "She was the victim of her own idea, as long as lotteries existed," said Bixiou; "for in Paris there are no great gains without corresponding outlays.
You must be a very superior man," he added, looking at the stranger. "Ah ca! who is this gentleman?" said the ci-devant young man, examining Gazonal. "My cousin," said Leon, hastily. "I'll answer for his silence and his honor as for my own. It is on his account we have come here now; he has a case before the administration which depends on your ministry.
"I'm going to take you now, cousin Gazonal," said Bixiou, after indorsing the notes, "to see another comedian, who will play you a charming scene gratis." "Who is it?" said Gazonal. "A usurer. As we go along I'll tell you the debut of friend Ravenouillet in Paris." "Thanks, Monsieur Bixiou!" said the girl. "She's not a rat," explained Leon to his cousin; "she is the larva of the grasshopper."
When the three friends were once more packed into their hackney-coach, Gazonal looked at his cousin and Bixiou like a man who had a mind to launch a flood of oratorical and Southern bile upon the elements. "I distrusted with all my might this great hussy of a town," he rolled out in Southern accents; "but since this morning I despise her!
One hundred thousand francs for a throat, one hundred thousand francs for a couple of ankle-bones, those are the two financial scourges of the Opera." "I am amazed," said Gazonal, "at the hundreds of thousands of francs walking about here." "We'll amaze you a good deal more, my dear cousin," said Leon de Lora.
Leon went to speak to one of the ushers who go and come continually between this hall and the hall of sessions, with which it communicates by a passage in which are stationed the stenographers of the "Moniteur" and persons attached to the Chamber. "As for the minister," replied the usher to Leon as Gazonal approached them, "he is there, but I don't know if Monsieur Giraud has come. I'll see."
He was moist from head to foot, as if under the incubation of some evil spirit. "Let us get away!" he said to the two artists. "Did you ever consult that sorceress?" "I never do anything important without getting Astaroth's opinion," said Leon, "and I am always the better for it." "I'm expecting the virtuous fortune which Bilouche has promised me," said Bixiou. "I've a fever," cried Gazonal.
"Don't you perceive that the slippers are only by way of preface?" said Leon; "though, to be sure, they are usually the conclusion of a tale." "My friend here," said Bixiou, motioning to Gazonal, "has an immense family interest in ascertaining whether a young lady of a good and wealthy house, whom he wishes to marry, has ever gone wrong."
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