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"Are you going to visit the man condemned to death?" he asked after a moment's silence. "He is not married! He is very lucky!" "Poor fellow!" said Godeschal. "Would you like something to buy snuff?"
When they stopped at Desroches's door la Peyrade made an appointment with Godeschal to meet him there the next morning at seven o'clock. La Peyrade's whole future and fortune lay in the outcome of this conference.
Besides, it was necessary to get rid of the young substitute, just as the Minards had previously ruined the hopes of Monsieur Godeschal. To complete this portrait of the poor man's lawyer we must here relate the circumstances of his first arrival at the Thuilliers'. Theodose came to lodge in Mademoiselle Thuillier's house toward the close of the year 1837.
The pert messenger made no reply, but patted his ear with the fingers of his left hand, as much as to say, "I am deaf." "What do you want, sir?" asked Godeschal, swallowing as he spoke a mouthful of bread big enough to charge a four-pounder, flourishing his knife and crossing his legs, throwing up one foot in the air to the level of his eyes.
"Is Curtius' a play?" said Godeschal. "No," said the head clerk, "it is a collection of figures but it is a spectacle." "I bet you a hundred francs to a sou," Godeschal resumed, "that Curtius' Waxworks forms such a show as might be called a play or theatre. It contains a thing to be seen at various prices, according to the place you choose to occupy." "And so on, and so forth!" said Simonnin.
"Monsieur Moreau, we won't kill him; but he'll have to go at our pace. Monsieur Godeschal!" he called out. Though the day was Sunday, the head-clerk appeared, pen in hand. "Monsieur Godeschal, here's the pupil of whom I spoke to you. Monsieur Moreau takes the liveliest interest in him. He will dine with us and sleep in the small attic next to your chamber.
The too devoted mother explained succinctly the adventure of her poor Oscar in Pierrotin's coucou. "I am certain," said Godeschal, "that that blagueur is preparing some trick against us for this evening. As for me, I can't go to the Marquise de las Florentinas' party, for my sister wants me to draw up the terms of her new engagement; I shall have to leave after the dessert.
Oscar had before him the perspective of a day of happiness; he was to see the gay world at last! Let us admit that a clerk deprived of enjoyments, though longing for dissipation, was likely to let his unchained senses drive the wise counsels of his mother and Godeschal completely out of his mind. To the shame of youth let it be added that good advice is never lacking to it.
Ten minutes later a handsome young man, with a fine figure and pleasant face, presented himself, asked for Monsieur Desroches, and gave his name without hesitation to Godeschal. "I am Frederic Marest," he said, "and I come to take the place of third clerk." "Monsieur Husson," said Godeschal to Oscar, "show monsieur his seat and tell him about the customs of the office."
"Ah, ha!" cried the little clerk, "who will bet an evening at the play that Colonel Chabert is a General, and wears a red ribbon?" "The chief is a great magician," said Godeschal. "Then there is no trick to play on him this time?" asked Desroches. "His wife has taken that in hand, the Comtesse Ferraud," said Boucard. "What next?" said Godeschal. "Is Comtesse Ferraud required to belong to two men?"
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