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Pons watched it out of sight. He did not notice that Remonencq was smoking his pipe in the doorway. That evening Mme. de Marville went to ask advice of her father-in-law, and found the whole Popinot family at the Camusots' house.
"We forgot to send out cards; but I took care to send a special message to M. le Presidente de Marville, the one relative that I mentioned to you. There are no friends. M. Pons was conductor of an orchestra at a theatre, but I do not think that any one will come. This gentleman is the universal legatee, I believe." "Then he ought to be chief mourner," said the master of the ceremonies.
The President's wife and daughter were almost wild with joy when he brought home this news. Never, surely, did so rich a capture swim so complacently into the nets of matrimony. "You will be Mme. Brunner de Marville," said the parent, addressing his child; "I will obtain permission for your husband to add the name to his, and afterwards he can take out letters of naturalization.
The Home Secretary of 1844 even regretted Camusot's nomination to the presidency of the Court of Indictments in 1834, though, thanks to his past experience as an examining magistrate, he made himself useful in drafting decrees. These disappointments had told upon Mme. de Marville, who, moreover, had formed a tolerably correct estimate of her husband.
Amelie de Marville, like an impatient novel-reader, wanted the end of the story. "Yes, madame, a legacy that you are like to lose; yes, to lose altogether; but I can, that is, I could, recover it for you, if " "Speak out, monsieur." Mme. de Marville spoke frigidly, scanning Fraisier as she spoke with a sagacious eye. "Madame, your eminent capacity is known to me; I was once at Mantes.
"Here comes your M. Pons, madame, still wearing that spencer of his!" Madeleine came to tell the Presidente. "He really might tell me how he manages to make it look the same for five-and-twenty years together." Mme. Camusot de Marville, hearing a man's footstep in the little drawing-room between the large drawing-room and her bedroom, looked at her daughter and shrugged her shoulders.
Pons watched it out of sight. He did not notice that Remonencq was smoking his pipe in the doorway. That evening Mme. de Marville went to ask advice of her father-in-law, and found the whole Popinot family at the Camusots' house.
"Yes, my dear M. Fraisier," said La Cibot with cringing servility. She was completely subdued. "Very good. Good-bye," and Fraisier went, taking the dangerous document with him. He reached home in great spirits. The will was a terrible weapon. "Now," thought he, "I have a hold on Mme. la Presidente de Marville; she must keep her word with me. If she did not, she would lose the property."
"We were to have had an interview with a Court Councillor; his son is thirty years old and very well-to-do, and M. de Marville would have obtained a post in the audit-office for him and paid the money. The young man is a supernumerary there at present.
President de Marville lived in the Rue de Hanovre, in a house which his wife had bought ten years previously, on the death of her parents, for the Sieur and Dame Thirion left their daughter about a hundred and fifty thousand francs, the savings of a lifetime.
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