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Updated: May 21, 2025
The eldest son, Don Juan de Lora assured his cousin Gazonal that he was certainly the dupe of some Parisian wag. Now the said Gazonal was intending to go to Paris to prosecute a lawsuit which the prefect of the Eastern Pyrenees had arbitrarily removed from the usual jurisdiction, transferring it to that of the Council of State.
Give me five hundred francs and your man is pinched to-night, for we spotted him yesterday!" "Five hundred francs for you alone!" cried Theodore Gaillard. "Lizette wants a shawl," said the spy, not a muscle of his face moving. "I call her Lizette because of Beranger." "You have a Lizette, and you stay in such a business!" cried the virtuous Gazonal. "It is amusing!
Dubourdieu, a small, pale man with melancholy blue eyes, bowed slightly to Gazonal, who bent low as before a man of genius. "So you have elected Stidmann in place of " he began. "How could I help it? I wasn't there," replied Lora. "You bring the Academy into disrepute," continued the painter. "To choose such a man as that! I don't wish to say ill of him, but he works at a trade.
"The five-franc fortune is dear enough," replied the Southerner, making powerful efforts not to yield to the influence of the surroundings in which he found himself. At the moment when Gazonal was thus endeavouring to collect himself, a voice an infernal voice made him bound in his chair; the black hen clucked. "Go back, my daughter, go back; monsieur chooses to spend only five francs."
"Say just a word to them," urged Leon; "tell them to come to-night to Carabine's, where du Tillet gives a fete apropos of railways, they are plundering more than ever on the roads." "Ah ca! but isn't your cousin from the Pyrenees?" asked the young man, now become serious. "Yes," replied Gazonal. "And you did not vote for us in the last elections?" said the statesman, looking hard at Gazonal.
"Well, I'll see about it," said the young man, leaving his friends and rushing precipitately back to the Chamber. "Who is that?" asked Gazonal. "The Comte de Rastignac; the minister of the department in which your affair is brought up." "A minister! Isn't a minister anything more than that?" "He is an old friend of ours.
"To the Chamber!" cried Leon to the coachman, getting back into the carriage. "Which, monsieur?" "Deputies," replied Leon, exchanging a smile with Bixiou. "Paris begins to confound me," said Gazonal.
"And above these two rounds in the ballet ladder what comes next?" asked Gazonal. "Look!" said his cousin, pointing to an elegant caleche which was turning at that moment from the boulevard into the rue Grange-Bateliere, "there's one of the leading danseuses whose name on the posters attracts all Paris.
"So I see, monsieur," returned Madame Nourrisson. "We have several things to sell," said the illustrious caricaturist. "I live close by, rue de Richelieu, 112, sixth floor. If you will come round there for a moment, you may perhaps make some good bargains." Ten minutes later Madame Nourrisson did in fact present herself at Bixiou's lodgings, where by that time he had taken Leon and Gazonal.
"Paris has caught me!" thought Gazonal, now perceiving Jenny Cadine, and going up to her. "And I," said the actress, "what am I to have?" "All I possess," replied Gazonal, thinking that to offer all was to give nothing. Massol, Claude Vignon, du Tillet, Maxime de Trailles, Nucingen, du Bruel, Malaga, Monsieur and Madame Gaillard, Vauvinet, and a crowd of other personages now entered.
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