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"But who are you, sir?" he asked. "Who am I?" exclaimed the man, "who am I?" But he paused; and, after waiting a little while, he sunk his head, and said, "I am Anthony Ravinet, dealer in curiosities." The clipper was in the meantime making way rapidly.
Still she only asked after her father. Was it pride, or was it prudence? She did not mention Sarah's name. They had, however, not much time for conversation. Papa Ravinet came back sooner than they expected, all busy and excited. He drew Daniel aside to give him his last directions, and did not leave him till midnight, when he went away, saying,
In fine, she told you that it was a piece of good-fortune for a woman to be under my protection, and you knew it was a disgrace." He stopped, as if to give the poor girl time to form her judgment, and then went on more calmly, "Let us suppose there is such a Papa Ravinet as she has described.
But if that young damsel had been carried off by M. Maxime, if you were lending a hand in an elopement, I think you would be in a bad box. The law is pretty strict about it, in the case of a minor." The concierge protested with a solemn air. "I have told you the whole truth," he declared. But Papa Ravinet did not by any means seem so sure of that.
He knocked gently, and the door opened instantly, as if somebody had been standing behind it, ready to open it promptly. As he entered, he tottered, and, almost in a mist, saw on his right side Papa Ravinet and an old lady, then, farther back, near the window, Henrietta. He uttered a cry, and went forward.
"Swear it on your mother's sacred memory." "I swear." Thus reassured, the old woman came close up to her bed; and, in an animated but low voice, she said, "Well, I mean this: if you accept now what Papa Ravinet will offer you, in six months you will be worse than any of Mrs. Hilaire's girls.
And there your safety would lie, if you would follow my advice." "I will, sir." Papa Ravinet was evidently a little embarrassed. He said, however, "You see, madam, I shall have to ask you to trust me blindly." "I will trust you blindly." "It is of the utmost importance that you should escape out of reach of M. de Brevan; he must lose every trace of you.
To refuse the assistance offered her by Papa Ravinet would have required an amount of energy which she did not possess. The voice of reflection continually said to her, "The old man is your only hope." It never occurred to her to conceal the truth from Papa Ravinet, or to deceive him by a fictitious story.
The terrible excitement he had undergone had given way to utter prostration. His nerves, strained to the utmost, relaxed; and he felt the delight of a man who can at last throw down a heavy burden which he has long borne on his shoulders. Papa Ravinet had given him no details; but he did not regret it, he hardly noticed it.
Oh, what a friend chance can be when it chooses!" Most assuredly not one of the inmates of the house would have recognized Papa Ravinet at this moment; he was literally transfigured.
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