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Just then Jory, in view of lending importance to himself, called Fagerolles' attention to a recently published article; he pretended that he had made Fagerolles just as he pretended that he had made Claude. 'I say, have you read that article of Vernier's about yourself? There's another fellow who repeats my ideas! 'Ah, he does get articles, and no mistake! sighed Mahoudeau.
But what surprised one, on raising one's head, was the continuous din, the mighty tramp of the public over the flooring of the upper galleries. One was deafened by it; it rolled on without a pause, as if interminable trains, going at full speed, were ever and ever shaking the iron girders. When Mahoudeau had been complimented, he told Claude that he had searched for his picture in vain.
Ah! to be confident of always producing masterpieces! He complimented Mahoudeau on his 'Vintaging Girl'; showed himself paternal to all of them, with that broad-minded good-nature of his, the free and easy manner of an old Bohemian of the romantic school, who had settled down and was decorated. Then, turning to Claude: 'Well, what did I tell you? Did you see upstairs?
In this way, on the second day of his arrival, he dropped in at Mahoudeau's at eight o'clock in the morning, in the chill, grey November dawn which had barely risen. However, the shop in the Rue du Cherche-Midi, which the sculptor still occupied, was open, and Mahoudeau himself, half asleep, with a white face, was shivering as he took down the shutters. Ah! it's you.
'Are you going anywhere particular? asked Sandoz of Mahoudeau and Jory. 'No, answered the latter, 'we are going with you. Where are you going? Claude, gazing carelessly about him, muttered: 'I don't know. That way, if you like. They turned on to the Quai d'Orsay, and went as far as the Pont de la Concorde.
Then Gagniere mechanically stopped Claude in front of the Cafe Baudequin, the gas of which was still blazing away. Mahoudeau refused to go in, and went off alone, sadly ruminating, towards the Rue du Cherche-Midi. Without knowing how, Claude found himself seated at their old table, opposite Gagniere, who was silent. The cafe had not changed.
In the morning, while Christine was tacking a collar to a grey linsey gown which, with the coquetry of woman, she had made for the occasion, it occurred to Claude, who was already wearing his frock-coat and kicking his heels impatiently, to go and fetch Mahoudeau, for the latter, he asserted, was quite capable of forgetting all about the appointment.
But why do those three look as if they were sulking. Just laugh a bit, or I shall make you, you'll see! As a matter of fact, Sandoz, Claude, and Mahoudeau, quite taken aback, were watching her most gravely. She herself remained listening, and, on hearing her companion come back, she hastily gave Fagerolles an appointment for the morrow.
'Just wait, said Mahoudeau, 'a fire's being lighted. These confounded workshops get chilly directly, with the water from the covering cloths. At that moment, Claude, on turning round, noticed Chaine on his knees near the stove, pulling the straw from the seat of an old stool to light the coals with.
And, besides, you know very well what you are about; you have something at your fingers' ends that pleases. There will be plenty of pretty bits about your vintaging girl. The compliment made Mahoudeau feel serious.
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