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"You can never ask too much, M. Ravinet," he replied. "Lefloch, my servant, must have come up by this time with the trunks; and, if you give me time to go down to my room, you shall have the letters at once." He was on the point of leaving the room, when the old dealer held him back, and said, "Sir, you forget the man who has been following you all the way from Marseilles.

Papa Ravinet seemed to be almost delirious with joy. He gesticulated like a madman; he laughed nervously, and almost frightfully, till his sides shook; and at last he said, "I shall see Brevan on the scaffold! Yes, I shall!" But from that moment there was an end of that logical order which the old gentleman had so far kept up.

So you did not know that M. Maxime no longer came to see Miss Henrietta?" "He still came to see her." In the most natural manner in the world, Papa Ravinet raised his arms to heaven, and exclaimed as if horror-struck, "What! is it possible? That handsome young man knew how the poor girl suffered? he knew that she was dying of hunger?" Master Chevassat became more and more troubled.

Life had come back before the mind had recovered; and it was evident that she was utterly unconscious of her situation, and of what was going on around her. This troubled the two ladies not a little, although they felt very much relieved, and disposed to do everything, now that they were no longer expected to open their purses. "Well, that is always the way," said Papa Ravinet boldly.

Already the white country houses appeared on the high bluffs amid the pine-groves; and the outlines of the Castle of If were clearly penned on the deep blue of the sky. "But we are getting near," exclaimed Papa Ravinet; "and I must get back into my boat. I did not come out so far, that they might see me enter on board 'The Saint Louis."

"You would not hesitate," he said, "if you knew how easy it often is, by a little experience, to arrange the most difficult matters." Henrietta did not hesitate. A thought which had occurred to her as soon as she found herself alone had brought her to this conclusion: "If Papa Ravinet were really what Mrs. Chevassat says, that bad woman would not have warned me against him.

Daniel pointed at the body. "Dead?" said the officer. "Then I have nothing more to do here." He was going out, when Malgat stopped him. "I beg your pardon, sir," he said. "I wish to state that I am not Ravinet, dealer in curiosities; but that my true name is Malgat, formerly cashier of the Mutual Discount Society, sentenced in contumaciam to ten years' penal servitude.

If M. Ravinet felt any interest in the story, he took pains not to show it; for his eyes wandered to and fro as if his thoughts were elsewhere, and he was heartily tired of the tedious account. "And who is that fashionable young man?" he asked. "Ah! that is more than I know, except that his name is Maxime."

The good widow in the meantime assisted her in getting up; and they spent the day together in the little parlor, busily cutting out and making up a black silk dress for which Papa Ravinet had brought the material in the morning, and which was to take the place of Henrietta's miserable, worn-out, alpaca dress.

She was dressed in black; and her costume betrayed a lady from a provincial town. "You are welcome, madam," she said in a grave voice. "You will find in our modest home that peace and that sympathy which you need." In the meantime, Papa Ravinet had come forward; and, bowing to Henrietta, he said, "I beg to present to you Mrs.

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