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Updated: May 14, 2025
Our friend Risler does us the honor to pass the night with us." The sister hastened away to prepare the bedroom with an almost affectionate zeal; for, as we know, beside "Monsieur Planus, my brother," Risler was the only man excepted from the general reprobation in which she enveloped the whole male sex. Upon leaving the cafe concert, Sidonie's husband had had a moment of frantic excitement.
Look, Planus, you can raise money with all this stuff." And he placed on the cashier's desk all the fashionable plunder with which his arms were filled feminine trinkets, trivial aids to coquetry, stamped papers. Then he turned to his wife: "Take off your jewels! Come, be quick."
He walked to the table, hesitated a minute, then, summoning courage, uncovered a swollen face, a tall, motionless body in its rain-soaked garments. "She has killed you at last, my old comrade!" murmured Planus, and fell on his knees, sobbing bitterly. The officers had come forward, gazing curiously at the body, which was left uncovered. "Look, surgeon," said one of them.
'dame', yes, he's quite a dashing buck, that fellow." Being decidedly indifferent to heroism of that stamp, Risler and Sigismond were drinking their beer without paying much attention to the music, when, at the end of the song, amid the applause and cries and uproar that followed it, Pere Planus uttered an exclamation: "Why, that is odd; one would say but no, I'm not mistaken.
As for Madame Chebe, being somewhat less confident than before of her daughter's virtue, she took refuge in the most profound silence. The poor woman wished that she were deaf and blind that she never had known Mademoiselle Planus. Like all persons who have been very unhappy, she loved a benumbed existence with a semblance of tranquillity, and ignorance seemed to her preferable to everything.
They could tell nothing more than that Risler had gone in the direction of the Orleans road. "After all," Mademoiselle Planus ventured to say, "we are very foolish to torment ourselves about him; perhaps he has simply gone back to the factory." Sigismond shook his head. Ah! if he had said all that he thought! "Return to the house, sister. I will go and see."
"But it is your duty to tell him," declared Mademoiselle Planus. The cashier's face assumed a grave expression. "It is a very delicate matter. In the first place, who knows whether he would believe me? There are blind men so blind that And then, by interfering between the two partners, I risk the loss of my place. Oh! the women the women! When I think how happy Risler might have been.
Evidently that letter from his wife must have made some extraordinary revelation to Risler; and, in order not to disturb his hosts, he had made his escape noiselessly through the window, like a burglar. Why? With what aim in view? "You will see, sister," said poor Planus, as he dressed with all haste, "you will see that that hussy has played him still another trick."
He waited until the door was shut tight, then said in a low voice, in response to his sister's disturbed and questioning expression: "I have some news. I know who the woman is who is doing her best to ruin us." Lowering his voice still more, after glancing about at the silent walls of their little dining-room, he uttered a name so unexpected that Mademoiselle Planus made him repeat it.
Then, suddenly, shame and disgust seized upon him and he rushed from the hall, overturning chairs and tables, pursued by the terror and imprecations of all those scandalized bourgeois. Never had Sigismond Planus returned home so late without giving his sister warning, during the twenty years and more that he had lived at Montrouge. Consequently Mademoiselle Planus was greatly worried.
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