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But it's very bad for the masses, if a man in his position ps ps ps Ah! he was head and shoulders above all of us ps ps irreproachable breeding." "So, it's all over, is it?" said Jansoulet desperately. "There's no more hope?" Monpavon motioned to him to listen. A carriage rumbled heavily along the avenue on the quay. The bell rang several times in quick succession.
His excellency had died during the evening; when morning came already ten thousand letters were being printed, and everybody in the house who could hold a pen was busy with the writing of the addresses. Without passing through these improvised offices, Jansoulet reached the waiting-room, ordinarily so crowded, to-day with all its arm-chairs empty.
Was it a manoeuvre of the enemy, of that Hemerlingue against whom Jansoulet was waging ruthless financial war, trying to defeat all his operations, and losing very considerable sums at the game, because he had against him his own excitable nature, his adversary's cool-headedness and the bungling of Paganetti, whom he used as a man of straw? In any event, the star of gold had turned pale.
We dismissed our chief secretary, giving him a prefecture of the first class as a consolation; but we kept our chief cook." "Ah! that's the talk," said M. Barreau, who was delighted to hear that anecdote. "That's what it is to be in a great nobleman's service. But parvenus are parvenus, what do you expect?" "And Jansoulet is nothing more than that," added M. Francis, pulling down his cuffs.
"It is a fine night and the sidewalks are dry. If you like, my dear boy, we will send away the carriage and go home on foot," said Jansoulet to his companion as they left Jenkins' house. De Géry eagerly assented.
"Yes, Le Merquier, Hemerlingue's confidential man, the vile hypocrite who converted the baroness, doubtless because his religion forbids him to have a Mohammedan for his mistress." "Fie, fie, Jansoulet!" "What can you expect, Monsieur le Duc? You lose your temper sometimes, too. Just think of the position those villains are putting me in.
Hemerlingue enjoyed the sight of his friend reduced to such humility, and gave him advice on his affairs, with which he seemed to be fully acquainted. According to him the Nabob could still get out of his difficulties very well. Everything depended on the validation, on the turning up of a card. The question was to make sure that it should be a good one. But Jansoulet had no more confidence.
They're selling Saint-Romans, they're selling the pictures. Half of the house is to let. It's the end of everything." I confess that I could not help showing my satisfaction; for, after all, that wretched Jansoulet is the cause of all our misfortunes. A man who boasted of being so rich and talked about it everywhere. The public was taken in by it, like the fish that sees scales shining in a net.
As it happened, the bench upon which he had chosen his seat showed several gaps due to leaves of absence or recent deaths; and while the other deputies talked and laughed together, making signs to one another, he sat silent, apart, the object of the earnest scrutiny of the whole Chamber, a scrutiny which Mère Jansoulet felt to be ironical, ill-disposed, and which burned her as it passed.
"Really, do you believe that is so?" "Do I believe it? I am in possession of very precise details on the point which I have from Baron Hemerlingue, the banker, who effected the last Tunisian loan. He knows some stories about the Nabob, he does. Just imagine." And the infamous gossip commenced. For fifteen years Jansoulet had exploited the former Bey in a scandalous fashion.
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