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Updated: June 28, 2025
'Hemerlingue & Co. had not in those days even the wherewithal to buy a pennyworth of clauvisses on the quay. Intoxicated by the atmosphere of travel that one breathes down there, the idea came into our minds of starting out, of going to seek our livelihood in some country where the sun shines, since the lands of mist were so inhospitable to us. But where to go?
Short and stout, dragging his bloated legs with difficulty, Hemerlingue hurried toward the exit, declining the offers that were made him of a seat in various carriages, knowing well that only his own was adapted to the weight of his dropsical body. "Baron, baron, this way. There's a seat for you." "No, thanks. I am walking the numbness out of my legs."
Heavy and short, dragging along his swollen legs with difficulty, Hemerlingue was hastening towards the exit, declining the offers which were made to him of a seat in this or that carriage, since he knew well that his own alone was of size adequate to cope with his proportions. "Baron, Baron, this way. There is room for you." "No, thank you. I want to walk to straighten my legs."
There, in the vicinity of the Catholic club, of which he had been chosen honorary president, lived Maître Le Merquier, advocate, Deputy for Lyon, man of business of all the great religious communities of France, and the man whom Hemerlingue, in pursuance of an idea of great profundity for that bulky individual, had intrusted with the legal affairs of his firm.
"Let us go," said the two old comrades, yielding gradually to the influence of the twilight, which seemed colder there than elsewhere; but, before they turned away, Hemerlingue, following out his thought, pointed to the monument, with the draperies and outstretched hands of the carved figures like wings at the four corners: "There was a man who understood all about keeping up appearances."
I knew I knew;" then moved away and paid no further heed to him. He tried to accost Hemerlingue, but that gentleman seemed deeply absorbed in his conversation with Maurice Trott. Thereupon he went and sat down beside Madame Jenkins, whose isolation was no less marked than his.
Each man tries to end the year in peace, postponing to the month of January, to that great leap of time towards a fresh halting-place, any changes, ameliorations, attempts at a new life. In every house where M. Joyeuse presented himself, he beheld faces suddenly grow cold as soon as he explained the object of his visit. "What! You are no longer with Hemerlingue & Son? How is that?"
This time the Bey turned to Hemerlingue, with a frown on his brow. "Deputy?" "Yes, monseigneur, since this morning; but nothing is yet settled." And the banker, raising his voice, added with a stutter: "No French Chamber will ever admit that adventurer." No matter. The stroke had fallen on the blind faith of the Bey in his baron financier.
While waiting for me to go to defend myself at his tribunals and how I know it, justice of the Orient! the Bey has begun by putting an embargo on all my goods, ships, and palaces, and what they contain. The affair was conducted quite regularly by a decree of the Supreme Court. Young Hemerlingue had a hand in that, you can see. If I am made a deputy, it is only a joke.
Hemerlingue had declared so positively that the other would never be chosen, that they could act freely and without fear so far as he was concerned.
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