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M. de Kercadiou, with his niece's future to consider, went to read the paper in the garden, taking up there a position whence he could keep the couple within sight as his obligations seemed to demand of him whilst being discreetly out of earshot. The Marquis made the most of an opportunity that might be brief.
Dressed with more than ordinary care, his head elegantly coiffed by one of those hairdressers to the nobility of whom so many were being thrown out of employment by the stream of emigration which was now flowing freely Andre-Louis mounted his hired carriage, and drove out to Meudon. The house of the younger Kercadiou no more resembled that of the head of the family than did his person.
And then, as he was leaving, he turned again to Rougane to ask if M. de Kercadiou was still at Meudon. "You know him, monsieur?" "He is my godfather." "Your godfather! And you a representative! Why, then, you may be the very man he needs." And Rougane told him of his son's errand into Paris that afternoon and its result. No more was required.
"I wish to conduct this lady, Mlle. de Kercadiou, back to her uncle who resides there." "Is that all? Another day will do for that, madame. The matter is not pressing." "Pardon, monsieur, to us the matter is very pressing." "You have not convinced me of it, and the barriers are closed to all who cannot prove the most urgent and satisfactory reasons for wishing to pass.
He was gay and jovial with M. de Kercadiou what time he waited in the salon for mademoiselle to show herself. He pronounced with confidence on the country's future. There were signs already he wore the rosiest spectacles that morning of a change of opinion, of a more moderate note. The Nation began to perceive whither this lawyer rabble was leading it.
"I see," he said again; and added now, "Of course, any but a fool would have guessed it long ago." It was M. de Kercadiou who cried out, M. de Kercadiou who recoiled as from a blow. "My God, Andre, of what are you made? You can take such an announcement in this fashion?" "And how would you have me take it? Should it surprise me to discover that I had a mother?
Can I serve you where Rougane cannot? The need, monsieur, would appear to be very urgent if the half of what I suspect is true. Aline should be placed in safety at once." M. de Kercadiou surrendered unconditionally. He came over and took Andre-Louis' hand. "My boy," he said, and he was visibly moved, "there is in you a certain nobility that is not to be denied.
"I want you to come to M. de Kercadiou with me, and to use your influence to obtain justice. I suppose I am asking too much." "My dear Philippe, I exist to serve you. I warn you that it is a futile quest; but give me leave to finish my breakfast, and I am at your orders."
"You must bring him again, Quintin," the Countess said, as they took their leave of her. "Some day, perhaps," said M. de Kercadiou vaguely, and swept his godson out. In the carriage he asked him bluntly of what madame had talked. "She was very kind a sweet woman," said Andre-Louis pensively. "Devil take you, I didn't ask you the opinion that you presume to have formed of her.
One doubt M. de La Tour d'Azyr had entertained, though only faintly, to mar the perfect serenity of his growing optimism. That doubt concerned this man Moreau and his relations with M. de Kercadiou. He knew what once they had been, and how changed they subsequently were by the ingratitude of Moreau's own behavior in turning against the class to which his benefactor belonged.
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