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Returning to her uncle's garret, Madame Cardinal found him still in a state of semi-torpor; she relieved Madame Perrache, and bade her good-bye, going to the door to receive a supply of wood, all sawed, which she had ordered from the Auvergnat in the rue Ferou.
"Some day we may meet again," I said as I parted from Francois and his companion, in the little greengrocer's shop. "Some day we shall," the cadaverous man answered in a strange voice. He extended his hand, and I shook it. A minute later I was in a taxi, hurrying through the streets of Lyons towards the Perrache station.
"Madame Perrache," she said to her, "you won't leave him, the poor darling, will you, till I get back?" It may have been noticed that Cerizet had not decided on any definite course of action in the new affair he was now undertaking.
"Is monsieur the doctor whom Madame Cardinal expects?" asked Perrache. Cerizet had no doubt reflected on the gravity of the affair he was undertaking, for he avoided giving an answer to that question. "Is this the way?" he said, turning at random to one side of the courtyard.
If Perrache suspects, as you think, about the money, he might give an alarm, and so many tenants, so many spies, you know " "Oh! as for that," said Madame Cardinal, "I've found out already that Monsieur du Portail, the old man who occupies the first floor, has charge of an insane woman; I heard their Dutch servant-woman, Katte, calling her Lydie this morning.
"Do you want to see the rector?" Madame Cardinal inquired of her uncle. She had noticed that the arrival of the bed seemed to draw him from his somnolence. "I want wine!" replied the pauper. "How do you feel now, Pere Toupillier?" asked Madame Perrache, in a coaxing voice. "I tell you I want wine," repeated the old man, with an energetic insistence scarcely to be expected of his feebleness.
"Yes, my dear," continued Perrache, a hump-backed little concierge; "and, seeing that you are the only person who ever thinks about him, and that you come and see him sometimes, and bring him fish, perhaps he may make a bequest in your favor. My wife, who has been nursing him for the last few days since he has been so ill, spoke to him of you, but he wouldn't have you told about his illness.
Moreover, nothing could have suited his own purpose better than to proceed to Paris by way of Lyons. Nothing hindered the carrying out of his design. Still lost in thought and inattentive, Dupont entrained for Nimes and at that station changed to the rapide for Lyons, where duly at four o'clock with Lanyard still a discreet shadow he alighted in the Gare de Perrache.
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