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Updated: May 3, 2025
M. Charnot studied alternately my deceased aunt's wreath of orange- blossoms, preserved under a glass in the centre of the chimney-piece, and a painting of fruit and flowers for which it would have been hard to find a buyer at an auction. Our wait for the doctor lasted ten long minutes. We were very anxious, for M. Mouillard showed no sign of returning consciousness.
Little Madame Plumet soon called again, tricked out from head to foot in the latest fashion. She was a little flurried on entering a room full of jocular clerks. Escorted by Massinot, both of them with their eyes fixed on the ground, she reached my office. I closed the door after her. She recognized me. "Monsieur Mouillard! What a pleasant surprise!"
Just imagine a little to the right, please, Monsieur Mouillard imagine, I say, a candidate who knew absolutely nothing. That is nothing extraordinary. But this fellow, after the examination was over, recommended himself to mercy. 'Have compassion on me, gentlemen, he said, 'I only wish to be a magistrate! Capital, isn't it?" "Yes, yes." "You don't seem to think so.
My uncle did not return, and I could find no fresh expedient. As I made my way, vexed and unhappy, to the station, I kept asking myself the question that I had been turning over in vain for the last hour: "I have said nothing to Monsieur Mouillard. Had I better say anything now to Monsieur Charnot?"
If you do not take up your quarters at Bourges within a fortnight from now, the Mouillard practice will change its name within three weeks!" My uncle sniffed with emotion as he looked at me, expecting to see me totter beneath his threats.
Just imagine a little to the right, please, Monsieur Mouillard imagine, I say, a candidate who knew absolutely nothing. That is nothing extraordinary. But this fellow, after the examination was over, recommended himself to mercy. 'Have compassion on me, gentlemen, he said, 'I only wish to be a magistrate! Capital, isn't it?" "Yes, yes." "You don't seem to think so.
You told them that I was away, and they said they were very sorry." "Especially the lady. She puffed and panted and sighed: 'Dear Monsieur Mouillard! How unlucky we are, Madame Menin; we have just come to Paris as he has gone to Italy. My husband and I would have liked so much to see him! You may think it fanciful, but I should like above all things to look round his rooms.
Jeanne and I certainly shook hands with a good many persons, but not with nearly as many as M. Mouillard. Clean-shaven, his cravat tied with exquisite care, he spun round in the crowd like a top, always dragging with him some one who was to introduce him to some one else. "One should make acquaintances immediately on arrival," he kept saying.
I count upon you and Mademoiselle Jeanne." "On all three of us?" "That makes three, with me; yes, sir." "Excuse me, four." "I hope the fourth will have the sense to go and dine elsewhere." "Come, come, Monsieur Mouillard; your nephew, your ward " "I ceased to be his guardian four years ago, and his uncle three weeks ago." "He longs to put an end to this ill feeling "
I do not charge them very dear to begin with. One of my customers was a very nice young lady you know who! I have not talked to her of you, but I have often wanted to. By the way, Monsieur Mouillard, did I do my errand well?" "What errand?" "The important one, about the portrait at the Salon." "Oh, yes; very well indeed. I must thank you." "She came?" "Yes, with her father."
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