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Do you really imagine that I allow a daughter of mine to read the newspapers? Go on," she added after a pause. "Three months after everything was signed and sealed between the Count and Gobseck " "You can call him the Comte de Restaud, now that Camille is not here," said the Vicomtesse. "So be it!

If the daughters and their husbands decline to repay you, you can carve this on the headstone 'Here lies M. Goriot, father of the Comtesse de Restaud and the Baronne de Nucingen, interred at the expense of two students." Eugene took part of his friend's advice, but only after he had gone in person first to M. and Mme. de Nucingen, and then to M. and Mme. de Restaud a fruitless errand.

"Imagine, too, that I had just made some progress with the Comte de Restaud; for I should tell you, madame," he went on, turning to the Duchess with a mixture of humility and malice in his manner, "that as yet I am only a poor devil of a student, very much alone in the world, and very poor " "You should not tell us that, M. de Rastignac.

To set foot in the Vicomtesse de Beauseant's house in the Faubourg Saint-Germain; to fall on your knees before a Comtesse de Restaud in the Chaussee d'Antin; to look at one glance across a vista of Paris drawing-rooms, conscious that, possessing sufficient good looks, you may hope to find aid and protection there in a feminine heart!

"'It is essential, madame, that I should speak to M. le Comte " "'If so, you would be more favored than I am, she said, interrupting me. 'M. de Restaud will see no one. He will hardly allow his doctor to come, and will not be nursed even by me. When people are ill, they have such strange fancies! They are like children, they do not know what they want.

I do not see why my wife should not be as well received as Madame de Portenduere in that society of young women which includes Mesdames de la Bastie, Georges de Maufrigneuse, de L'Estorade, du Guenic, d'Ajuda, de Restaud, de Rastignac, de Vandenesse. My wife is pretty, and I will undertake to un-cotton-night-cap her. Will this suit you, Madame la duchesse?

"This is like to be the death of me. My poor head will not stand a double misfortune." "Good-morning, father," said the Countess from the threshold. "Oh! Delphine, are you here?" Mme. de Restaud seemed taken aback by her sister's presence. "Good-morning, Nasie," said the Baroness. "What is there so extraordinary in my being here? I see our father every day." "Since when?"

"Yes," echoed Poiret; "you must go and call on Mme. de Restaud." "And perhaps you will find Father Goriot there, who will take payment for the assistance he politely rendered." Eugene looked disgusted. "Why, then, this Paris of yours is a slough." "And an uncommonly queer slough, too," replied Vautrin.

"Well," he said, "and which do you like the best, Mme. de Restaud or Mme. de Nucingen?" "I like Mme. Delphine the best," said the law student, "because she loves you the best." At the words so heartily spoken the old man's hand slipped out from under the bedclothes and grasped Eugene's. "Thank you, thank you," he said, gratefully. "Then what did she say about me?"

"A young lad of a student is, on the contrary, a capital lightning-conductor; is not that so? Of course, I mean to make Restaud furiously jealous of him." Maxime burst out laughing, and went out, followed by the Countess, who stood at the window to watch him into his carriage; he shook his whip, and made his horse prance. She only returned when the great gate had been closed after him.