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Updated: May 14, 2025


As he re-entered the shop, dissatisfied with himself for accepting M. Grandissime's invitation to ride, he knew by the fervent words which he overheard from the lips of his employee that the f.m.c. had been making one of his reconnoisances, and possibly had ventured in to inquire for his tenant.

Joseph was sitting in M. Grandissime's private office, in council with him and the ladies, and Aurora was just saying: "Well, anny'ow, 'Sieur Frowenfel', ad laz you consen'!" and gathering her veil from her lap, when Raoul burst in, all sweat and rage. "'Sieur Frowenfel', we ruin'! Ow pharmacie knock all in pieces! My pigshoe is los'!" He dropped into a chair and burst into tears.

He was going on to give Honoré Grandissime's message, but was interrupted. "My young friend," rumbled the old man in his deepest key, smiling emotionally and holding and solemning continuing to shake Joseph's hand, "I am sure you are. You ought to thank God that you have my acquaintance." Frowenfeld colored to the temples. "I must acknowledge " he began.

What could the proposition be which involved so grave an issue, and to which M. Grandissime's final answer was "I will do it"? It was that Honoré f.m.c. should become a member of the mercantile house of H. Grandissime, enlisting in its capital all his wealth. And the one condition was that the new style should be Grandissime Brothers.

"The shadow of the Ethiopian," said the grave apothecary. M. Grandissime's quick gesture implied that Frowenfeld had said the very word. "Ah! my-de'-seh, when I try sometimes to stand outside and look at it, I am ama-aze at the length, the blackness of that shadow!" It blanches, my-de'-seh, ow whole civilization! It drhags us a centurhy behind the rhes' of the world!

The town will presently be as full of them as my pocket is of tobacco crumbs, every one of them with a Spanish grant as long as Clark's ropewalk and made up since the rumor of the Cession." "I hear that some of Honoré Grandissime's titles are likely to turn out bad, some of the old Brahmin properties and some of the Mandarin lands." "Fudge!" said Dr. Keene.

To commence selling must be to go on selling. This, as a plan, included restitution to Aurora; but it meant also dissolution to the Grandissimes, for should their sold titles be pronounced bad, then the titles of other lands would be bad; many an asset among M. Grandissime's memoranda would shrink into nothing, and the meagre proceeds of the Grandissime estates, left to meet the strain without the aid of Aurora's accumulated fortune, would founder in a sea of liabilities; while should these titles, after being parted with, turn out good, his incensed kindred, shutting their eyes to his memoranda and despising his exhibits, would see in him only the family traitor, and he would go about the streets of his town the subject of their implacable denunciation, the community's obloquy, and Aurora's cold evasion.

"I do it!" cried Raoul, and sprang for his hat; and in the end Frowenfeld let him have his way. "I had intended seeing him " the apothecary said. "Nevvamine to see; I goin' tell him!" cried Raoul, as he crowded his hat fiercely down over his curls and plunged out. It was equally a part of Honoré Grandissime's nature and of his art as a merchant to wear a look of serene leisure.

They thanked him and resumed their seats; he excused himself, passed into the counting-room, and sent a messenger for the apothecary. M. Grandissime's meeting with his kinsmen was a stormy one. Aurora and Clotilde heard the strife begin, increase, subside, rise again and decrease.

"It will keep her fully an hour," thought the girl, far from imagining that Aurore had set about a little private business which she proposed to herself to accomplish before she even started in the direction of M. Grandissime's counting-rooms.

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