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Little Husson, who was present, slipped into a corner, out of sight, so much did the livid face of his mother's friend alarm him. "Eh! my friend!" said Estelle, coming into the room, somewhat tired with what she had been doing. "What is the matter?" "My dear, we are lost, lost beyond recovery. I am no longer steward of Presles, no longer in the count's confidence." "Why not?"
I shall buy an estate I have my eye on Presles, which Madame de Serizy wants to sell. I shall be Crevel de Presles, member of the Common Council of Seine-et-Oise, and Deputy. I shall have a son! I shall be everything I have ever wished to be. 'Heh! said I, 'and what about your daughter? 'Bah! says he, 'she is only a woman! And she is quite too much of a Hulot. Valerie has a horror of them all.
"Here we are where?" said the painter, and Georges, and Oscar all at once. "Well, well!" exclaimed Pierrotin, "if that doesn't beat all! Ah ca, monsieurs, have none of you been here before? Why, this is the chateau de Presles." "Oh, yes; all right, friend," said Georges, recovering his audacity.
When a mother receives from her child a shock like that of the affair at Presles, she continues in a state of constant fear, and, by the manner in which his wife boasted of Oscar every time he obtained the slightest success, Clapart knew the extent of her secret uneasiness, and he took pains to rouse it on every occasion.
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.
"He began his pile surreptitiously at Presles " "Say nothing against Monsieur Moreau," cried Oscar, hastily. "You ought to have learned before now to hold your tongue in public conveyances." Joseph Bridau looked at the one-armed officer for several seconds; then he said, smiling:
Madame Moreau, after seventeen years of married life, could not be ignorant of the steward's attachment to Madame Clapart and the little Husson, and she hated both mother and child so vehemently that it is not surprising that Moreau had never before risked bringing Oscar to Presles. "We are requested, my husband and myself," she said to the two artists, "to do you the honors of the chateau.
L'Ile-d'Adam was at that time the nearest station; to day it is Presles, on the intermediate line, which they now took. "This is our station," said Madame de Montgeron, when the train stopped at Montsoult.
"Well, I always said it never made itself." "How people meet again!" said Monsieur Leger, turning to Monsieur de Reybert. "This, papa Reybert, is the clerk of the notary to whom you undoubtedly owe the stewardship of Presles."
I know that Fantômas does exist, and I do anything but laugh when I suspect his intervention in a case." M. de Presles could hardly conceal his surprise, and Juve went on: "No one has ever said of me, sir, that I was a coward. I have looked death in the eyes; I have often hunted and arrested criminals who would not have had the least hesitation in doing away with me.
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