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"No," answered the Viscountess. "I ought to have had change to the amount of a hundred or a hundred and twenty francs, but I suppose he was too much excited to give it me." "But for all that he could remember that he had writing materials with him, and give you a receipt?" The Viscountess was utterly bewildered. "And," continued Andre, "how is it that Van Klopen knew De Croisenois' name?
Twenty-seven thousand nine hundred and thirty-three francs, ninety centimes." "Call it twenty-eight thousand francs then. Ah, well, M. Van Klopen, if you are ever paid for this rubbish it won't be by me."
I said to myself: 'Whew! the mantua-maker is presenting his bill! Madame cried and went on like mad; but, pshaw! when the master really begins, there's no one like him. There isn't a cab-driver in Paris who's his equal for swearing." "And M. Van Klopen?" "Oh, he's used to such scenes!
It is absurdly ridiculous, often humiliating; and many a time, during the first days, I felt tempted to give back to M. Van Klopen his black silk dress. "But the conjectures of my friend the peace-officer were constantly agitating my brain.
Gaston de Gandelu was much surprised at finding that Andre should be ignorant of the existence of Van Klopen, the best-known man in Paris.
"I cannot confess that, monsieur, for it is not true." "Yet she is the occasion of your extravagance. Listen." The judge here drew a bill from the file of papers. "During December you paid her dressmaker, Van Klopen, for two walking dresses, nine hundred francs; one evening dress, seven hundred francs; one domino, trimmed with lace, four hundred francs."
"That is too much, for I hear that her friend has come to grief. Do not decline the order, but avoid taking fresh ones." Van Klopen made a few mysterious signs in the margin of his ledger. "On the 6th of this month the Countess de Mussidan gave us an order a perfectly plain dress for her daughter. Her account is a very heavy one, and the Count has warned us that he will not pay it."
"If monsieur would only allow me to read the items. It will take but a moment," rejoined Van Klopen.
We will get hold of the whole gang, and neither Van Klopen nor Catenac will escape. Just now the latter is travelling about with the Duke de Champdoce and a fellow named Perpignan, and two of my sweet lads are close upon them, and send in almost hourly reports of what is going on. My trap has a tempting bait, the spring is strong, and we shall catch every one of them.
Van Klopen, however, was not successful in his business, and was compelled to close his shop and abscond from his creditors. He took refuge in Paris, where he seemed likely to die of hunger.
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