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Updated: May 10, 2025
The commissary, after the preliminary questions usual in all legal cases, asked me whether I admitted myself guilty towards the girl Quinson of the injury of which the mother, there present personally, complained. "Monsieur le Commissaire, I beg of you to write word by word the answer which I am going to give you." "Very well."
Towards the sixth month she had become so large, that her mother, no longer doubting the truth, got into a violent passion, and by dint of blows compelled her to name the father. Mimi said I was the guilty swain, and perhaps it was not an untruth. With that great discovery Madame Quinson burst into my room in high dudgeon.
I am the boy whom you knew as the little Lecour of St. Elphège." The somewhat humble and seedy Quinson, black sheep of an excellent family, was glad to brighten up his tarnished career as the cicerone of so brilliant a butterfly, and only too proud to be the means of introducing Germain to the young bloods of the city.
Mimi had not been gone three hours when a milliner came with a charming young girl, to invite herself and her friend to breakfast; I thought the young girl well worth a breakfast, but I was tired and wanted rest, and I begged them both to withdraw. Soon after they had left me, Madame Quinson came with her daughter to make my bed. I put my dressing-gown on, and began to write.
My name has changed with every new master." "Well! I shall call you Esprit." "You do me a great honour." "Here, go and get me change for a Louis." "I have it, sir." "I see you are rich." "At your service, sir." "Where can I enquire about you?" "At the agency for servants. Madame Quinson, besides, can answer your enquiries. Everybody in Paris knows me." "That is enough.
She was then only nine years old, and being entirely taken up by her mother I paid no attention to her; my interest in her was to come. After the supper, which was protracted to a late hour, I repaired to the house of Madame Quinson, my landlady, where I found myself very comfortable.
I signed the interrogatory after I had read it carefully, and went away. The next day the lieutenant of police sent for me, and after he had heard me, as well as the mother and the daughter, he acquitted me and condemned Madame Quinson in costs. But I could not after all resist the tears of Mimi, and her entreaties for me to defray the expenses of her confinement.
The youngest daughter of my landlady, Mdlle. Quinson, a young girl between fifteen and sixteen years of age, was in the habit of often coming to my room without being called. It was not long before I discovered that she was in love with me, and I should have thought myself ridiculous if I had been cruel to a young brunette who was piquant, lively, amiable, and had a most delightful voice.
In any event, I reap from this incident the pleasure of corresponding with Madame de Léry." The letter of Quinson St. I can give you my word of honour that I always refused to give my signature to his different petitions.
Mimi had not been gone three hours when a milliner came with a charming young girl, to invite herself and her friend to breakfast; I thought the young girl well worth a breakfast, but I was tired and wanted rest, and I begged them both to withdraw. Soon after they had left me, Madame Quinson came with her daughter to make my bed. I put my dressing-gown on, and began to write.
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