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Updated: April 30, 2025
Content with the size of her kitchens and offices, Zelie had built a pavilion for the family between the vast courtyard and a garden planted with vegetables and full of fruit-trees. Everything about the premises was solid and plain. The example of Levrault-Levrault had been a warning to the town. Zelie forbade her builder to lead her into such follies.
Cut in two, like the majority of provincial houses, by a long passage which led from the courtyard to the garden, the house had only one room to the right, a salon lighted by four windows, two on the courtyard and two on the garden; but Levrault-Levrault had used one of these windows to make an entrance to a long greenhouse built of brick which extended from the salon towards the river, ending in a horrible Chinese pagoda.
"Better late than never, cousin," responded the post master, trying to conceal his annoyance. "How that fellow will grin if we are defrauded! He is capable of marrying his son to that damned girl may the devil get her!" cried Cremiere, shaking his fists at the mayor as he entered the porch. "What's Cremiere grumbling about?" said the butcher of the town, a Levrault-Levrault the elder.
"Levrault-Levrault must have spend a good deal of money here." "Ho! I should think so," answered Minoret-Levrault. "He liked flowers nonsense! 'What do they bring in? says my wife. You saw inside there how an artist came from Paris to paint flowers in fresco in the corridor. He put those enormous mirrors everywhere. The ceilings were all re-made with cornices which cost six francs a foot.
The Loing runs through the town in a waving line, banked by terraced gardens and neat houses, the aspect of which makes one fancy that happiness must abide there sooner than elsewhere. When the doctor turned into the Rue des Bourgeois, Minoret-Levrault pointed out the property of Levrault-Levrault, a rich iron merchant in Paris who, he said, had just died.
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