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"Are you composing?" asked a voice like that of a ventriloquist; "I am with you." A minute later, Marillac appeared upon the threshold, in his slippers and with a silk handkerchief tied about his head, holding his candlestick in one hand and a pipe in the other; he stood there motionless. "You are fine," said he, "you are magnificent, fatal and accursed You remind me of Kean in Othello
The public prosecutor has already begun his preliminary proceedings; remember that it depends on me how they shall be completed. The deposition which I spoke to you about is in the hands of a safe person, who is fully instructed to make use of it if necessary." "Marillac, I suppose," said Christian, in an evil tone; "he is your confidant.
Marillac looked at his friend with a grave countenance, then began to laugh in an embarrassed manner. "We will leave serious matters until to-morrow," he replied. "The essential thing to-day is to make ourselves agreeable. Madame de Bergenheim asked me a little while ago whether we would be kind enough to sing a few duets? I accepted for us both.
"These things, though, are plain enough to me," said he at last; "first, this Monsieur Marillac has not a very strong head and tells pretty tedious stories when drunk; then his friend has a way of taking kirsch for water which I can understand only in extreme cases; but the Baron is the one who astonished me most. Did you notice how he shook our friend who has just fallen on the floor?
"Now you know very well that I have not related this long story to you for the sole pleasure of keeping you awake until one o'clock in the morning. I wanted to explain to you that it was really a serious thing for me, so that you might not refuse to do what I wish to ask of you." "I think I understand what you are aiming at," said Marillac, rather pensively.
"This is a lover of Madame de Bergenheim," thought Lambernier, with the barefaced impudence of his kind; "if I were to tell him what I know, my vengeance would be in good hands, without my taking the trouble to commit myself." "Here is a sneaking fellow who pretends to be deucedly strong in diplomacy," said Marillac to himself; "but he is revengeful and I must make him explain himself."
"Be just enough to believe that your 'anonymous benefactor' has good reasons for concealment too." It was well said, and it encouraged Madame Marillac to take Stella's part. "My dear Blanche, you speak rather harshly to this good young lady," she said to her daughter. "You have only to look at her, and to see that she means well." Blanche took up her needle again, with dogged submission.
"Two failures that were hard to swallow," replied Marillac, "We can say, for our consolation, that there never were more infamous conspiracies against us, above all, than at the Gymnase. My ears ring with the hisses yet! I could see, from our box, a little villain in a dress coat, in one corner of the pit, who gave the signal with a whistle as large as a horse-pistol.
Clemence arose at the servant's first words and threw her work upon a chair, making a movement as if to leave the room; but after a moment's reflection, she resumed her seat and her work, apparently indifferent as to who might enter. "Monsieur de Marillac," announced the lackey, as he opened the door a second time.
"A monster! your angel, a monster!" said Marillac, suppressing with difficulty a violent outburst of laughter. "She, an angel? I must say that she is a demon This woman " "Do you not adore her?" "I hate her, I abhor her, she makes me shudder. You may laugh, if you like!" As he said these words, Gerfaut struck a violent blow upon the table with his fist.
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