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Monsieur Jesen, mademoiselle, dear Marguerite, my English friend here, let me be sure that your glasses are filled. To the very brim, garcon to the very brim! Let us drink together to the joyous evenings of the past, to the joyous evenings of the future, to these few present hours that lie before us when we shall sit here and taste further this very admirable vintage.
To do as you ask, it will be necessary that I I, Paul Jesen, so well-known, whose opinions are followed by millions of my country people it would be necessary for me to abandon my convictions, to turn a right-about-face. Ask yourself, is it not like selling one's honor when one writes the things one does not believe?" Herr Freudenberg smiled.
Jesen looked suspiciously around. "We have talked enough of business," he declared. "It is an idea, this of yours. For the rest, I cannot tell. A wonderful idea!" he continued. "And as for me, am I not the man to embrace it?" "You have but to say a single word," Herr Freudenberg reminded him softly, "and all is arranged." Monsieur Jesen puffed furiously at a cigarette.
Let me ascend with you to your room and you shall hear who I am and why I have said these things to you." Monsieur Jesen held his hand to his head. Something in the manner of this new friend of his was, in a sense, mesmeric. "You shall ascend, monsieur," he said. "I do not know who you are, but you are evidently a very wonderful person.
I propose to Paul Jesen that his should be the hand and Le Jour the vehicle which shall bring the French people to a proper understanding of the political situation." "Who, then, are you?" Mademoiselle Susanne persisted. Herr Freudenberg barely hesitated. "Mademoiselle," he said, "we speak of great things, we three, in this little chamber of yours.
Jesen has lost his head a little; or is it the lash of his master which he feels? How can one tell?" "After tonight," Julien remarked, with a smile, "who will read Le Jour? I shall tell the story of the purchase of that paper by Herr Freudenberg. French people will not love to think that the pen of Jesen has been guided by the hand of Germany." Madame Christophor made a little grimace.
There will come a day when the millions of readers whom you shall influence will say to themselves 'Paul Jesen, he is the man who saw the truth. It is he who has saved France. You accept?" "Monsieur le Prince," Susanne cried, "he accepts!" Jesen rose to his feet. He had become a little unsteady again. He struck the table with his fist. "I accept!" he declared.
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