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Updated: June 23, 2025
"After all," thought Georges, "though I did blague him, I didn't say anything insulting." "Why have you come here?" asked the steward. "I have brought the deed of sale for the farm at Moulineaux, all ready for signature." "Good heavens!" exclaimed the steward, "I don't understand one word of all this!"
Besides this, I learned from the lips of Pere Leger himself, who was in the coach, of the plan laid by the notary at Beaumont and by you and by himself in relation to Les Moulineaux. If you have been, as you say, to Monsieur Margueron, it was to tell him to feign illness. He is so little ill that he is coming here to dinner this evening.
"But I happen to be going on to Les Moulineaux," he added, not wishing his companions to know that he was really going to the chateau. "You don't say so? Then you are coming to me," said Pere Leger. "How so?" "Why, I'm the farmer at Moulineaux. Hey, colonel, what brings you there?" "To taste your butter," said Georges, pulling out his portfolio.
The count at once opened it, and fearing, with some reason, that Pere Leger might be seized with the same curiosity, he took out the deed of sale for the farm at Moulineaux, put it into his coat pocket, and entered the inn to keep an eye on the travellers. "This Georges is neither more nor less than Crottat's second clerk," thought he.
And yet, when she heard of the count's determination to restore the magnificent chateau, she felt that her enjoyments were threatened, and she urged her husband to come to the arrangement with Leger about Les Moulineaux, so that they might retire from Presles and live at Isle-Adam.
"I tell you what," said the steward to his wife, as he went to bed that night, "if I make fifty thousand francs out of the Moulineaux affair, and I certainly shall, for the count will give me ten thousand as a fee, we'll retire to Isle-Adam and live in the Pavillon de Nogent."
"No, monseigneur; he means to go to Moulineaux before dinner, and he has left his horse here while he went to the chateau to give a few orders." "If you value your place," said the count, "you will take that horse and ride at once to Beaumont, where you will deliver to Monsieur Margueron the note that I shall now write."
Such was the position of the steward at the time when the Comte de Serizy desired to purchase the farm of Moulineaux, the ownership of which was indispensable to his comfort. This farm consisted of ninety-six parcels of land bordering the estate of Presles, and frequently running into it, producing the most annoying discussions as to the trimming of hedges and ditches and the cutting of trees.
Her fate was similar to Alfred's; here was a girl morally abandoned, then contaminated by the life of the streets, and carried off to a criminal career. And, indeed, the uncle and the niece having met by chance, ended by consorting together, their favorite refuge, it was thought, being the limekilns in the direction of Les Moulineaux.
"Pere Leger, who was in Pierrotin's coach, told the count all about the affair of Les Moulineaux. But that is not the thing that has cost me his favor." "What then?" "Oscar spoke ill of the countess, and he told about the count's diseases." "Oscar!" cried Madame Moreau. "Ah! my dear, your sin has found you out. It was well worth while to warm that young serpent in your bosom.
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