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That's the secret of all high finance, my friend." "But, monsieur," stammered Pelletan, more and more astounded, "eef t'ere iss no one to pay, what does it matter?" "There will be some one to pay leave that to me. You don't understand American enterprise, Pelletan. I'm going to astonish you.
Otherwise there would have been no carpet, for the sand was hard and dry. Otherwise, too, perhaps, Monsieur Pelletan would have been content to permit his major-domo to represent him at the water's edge, for he was not accustomed to exposing himself thus to the sharp airs of the morning.
Rushford dropped into one of the two chairs, got out a cigar, lighted it, and sat for some moments looking around at this wilderness of gimcracks. "Pelletan, you're a humbug," he said at last. "You came to me yesterday and said your last franc was gone." "Unt so it wass, monsieur." "But this collection ought to be worth something." "Monsieur means t'at it might pe sold?" "Undoubtedly."
"It's not too late to draw out," remarked Rushford. "If you're not satisfied " "I haf no tesire to traw out, monsieur," protested Pelletan, quickly. "I am entirely satisfied!" "I have one other condition to make," added the American. "What iss eet, monsieur?" questioned Pelletan, looking at him apprehensively. "You understand I'm to be a silent partner in this thing."
While the post-mortem was going on his agitation was extreme; he kept opening the door of the room in which he was confined, to hear if possible some news of the result. At last M. Pelletan obtained permission to inform him of the verdict of the doctors. It was favourable to Castaing; no trace of death by violence or poison had been discovered.
And then in an instant Olivier's arms were round me, Pelletan had seized me by the right hand, Mortier by the left, some were patting me on the shoulder, some were clapping me on the back, on every side smiling faces were looking into mine; and so it was that I knew that I had won my footing in the Hussars of Conflans.
That sound, which always caused him an involuntary shudder, disturbed him in the last mournful scene of his unparalleled tortures. M. Pelletan said authoritatively to the municipal on duty, "If you will not take these bolts and casings away at once, at least you can make no objection to our carrying the child into another room, for I suppose we are sent here to take charge of him."
"I'll attend to all that," and he beckoned to Pelletan with his finger and whispered a rapid sentence in his ear. "What did you say to him, dad?" inquired Sue, gazing in some astonishment after their host's retreating coat-tails. "I told him to go 'way back and sit down," answered Rushford, going calmly on with his meal. "Dad, is it true that Lord Vernon is to arrive to-morrow morning?"
"I was told this afternoon," added Rushford, grimly, "that he was probably staying here at my expense." "Eet iss not so!" cried Pelletan, his eyes flashing. "I pay for heem efery tay I charge myself mit' twenty franc for hees account." "But what on earth for?" demanded Rushford. "What have you done robbed a bank or committed murder?"
But at the end of a very few minutes, Monsieur Pelletan was back again, with a thin little notary in tow, and the necessary papers were soon drawn up. "You have only to sign, monsieur," said the notary, after he had finished reading them aloud, and he handed his formidable pen to Rushford. Monsieur Pelletan rubbed his hands together nervously as the American hesitated and looked at him.
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