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The light that had loitered in the corners crept upward to the roofs, cast its last rays upon the highest windowpanes, followed by the birds, the swallows, which saluted the close of day with a farewell chirp from the gutter where they were huddled together. "Now, where shall we go?" said Planus, as they left the restaurant. "Wherever you wish."
Something like a deep sigh, but so loud and so sad! It came from the room below." They listened. Without, the rain was falling in torrents, with the dreary rustling of leaves that makes the country seem so lonely. "That is only the wind," said Planus. "I am sure not. Hush! Listen!"
Mademoiselle Planus made some objections, but she never had been able to resist her brother's wishes, and the desire to be of service to their old friend Risler assisted materially in persuading her. Thanks to his son-in-law's kindness, M. Chebe had succeeded in gratifying his latest whim.
If only nothing has happened at the factory!" That is the reason why on the evening in question, when the hens and chickens were all asleep on their perches, and the dinner had been removed untouched, Mademoiselle Planus was sitting in the little ground- floor living-room, waiting, in great agitation. At last, about eleven o'clock, some one rang.
Luckily; for the courage and determination of both partners were none too much to put the house on its feet once more. The poor house of Fromont had sprung leaks on all sides. So Pere Planus still had wretched nights, haunted by the nightmare of notes maturing and the ominous vision of the little blue man. But, by strict economy, they always succeeded in paying.
Not till then did Mademoiselle Planus recognize Risler Aine, whom she had not seen since the days of the New Year's calls, that is to say, some time before the dramas at the factory. She could hardly restrain an exclamation of pity; but the grave taciturnity of the two men told her that she must be silent. "Mademoiselle Planus, my sister, you will put clean sheets on my bed.
Suppose what Planus said were true! Suppose Georges really had a second establishment! Oh, it would be frightful! Thereupon, instead of beginning to work, he would go softly downstairs and ask if Madame were visible, deeming it his duty to keep her company. The little girl was always in bed, but the little cap, the blue shoes, were still lying in front of the fire.
"What money?" demanded Claire, for she no longer remembered why she had gone to Savigny. "Hush! The funds to meet my note to-morrow. Monsieur Georges, when he went out, told me that you would hand it to me very soon." "Ah! yes true. The hundred thousand francs." "I haven't them, Monsieur Planus; I haven't anything."
Its etymologies are sufficient for the ordinary reader, sometimes superfluously full, as where the same word is given over and over again in cognate languages. We do not see the use, under the word PLAIN, of taking up room with a list like the following: "L. planus; It. piano; Sp. piano; Fr. plain." Not content with this, Dr.
For, I repeat, I am nothing but a clerk from this time on. A useful clerk, by the way, faithful and courageous, of whom you will have no occasion to complain, I promise you." Georges, who was going over the books with Planus, was so affected at hearing the poor fellow talk in that strain that he left his seat precipitately. He was suffocated by his sobs.
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