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I, who am only a northern barbarian, though our country, too, can boast of its celebrities, Linnaeus, Berzelius, Thorwaldsen, Tegner, Franzen, Geier, and the charming novelist Frederika Bremer, I find myself a cipher in such company." "But in Bernadotte France and Sweden clasped hands," replied Madame de Saint-Esteve, whose historical erudition went as far as that.
Saint-Esteve puts a woman in to keep the shop " "La Gonore," said Jacqueline. "Poor la Pouraille's moll," said Paccard. "That is where I bolted to with Europe the day that poor Madame van Bogseck died, our mis'ess." "Who jabbers when I am speaking?" said Jacques Collin. Perfect silence fell in the coach. Paccard and Prudence did not dare look at each other.
Asie could depend on the absolute secrecy of an old-clothes purchaser, known as Madame Nourrisson, who also called herself Madame de Saint-Esteve; and who would lend Asie not merely her personality, but her shop at need, for it was there that Nucingen had bargained for the surrender of Esther. Asie was quite at home there, for she had a bedroom in Madame Nourrisson's establishment.
'It is risky, said Sir Francis; 'nevertheless arrange to let me hear her. I told him that she was staying with her friend Madame de Saint-Esteve, at whose house I could take the liberty to invite him to dinner." "When?" asked Jacqueline. "To-day is the 19th; I said the 21st. Order the dinner from Chevet for fifteen persons, and send for your client Bixiou to make you out the list.
In Paris extremes are made to meet by passion. Vice is constantly binding the rich to the poor, the great to the mean. The Empress consults Mademoiselle Lenormand; the fine gentleman in every age can always find a Ramponneau. The man returned within two hours. "Monsieur le Baron," said he, "Madame de Saint-Esteve is ruined." "Ah! so much de better!" cried the Baron in glee.
"Rue de la Perle in the Marais an address for the nonce; for your pearl is in the mud, but you will wash her clean." Having reached the spot, the false Madame de Saint-Esteve said to Nucingen with a hideous smile: "We must go a short way on foot; I am not such a fool as to have given you the right address." "You tink of eferytink!" said the baron. "It is my business," said she.
But I must tell you that had I paused to reflect I should not have treated Monsieur de Saint-Esteve so cavalierly. He is a man to be approached with greater ceremony." "Ah ca! but isn't he a former galley-slave, whose pardon you helped to obtain, and who feels for you the veneration they say Fieschi felt for one of his protectors?" "Yes, that is true.
Monsieur de Saint-Esteve, like his predecessor, Bibi-Lupin, has had misfortunes; but he is to-day the head of the detective police, the important functions of which office he fulfils with rare capacity.
"True," said Desroches, "you conquer in the upper ranks, where, as a general thing, they don't use go-betweens. But, at any rate, you have heard of Madame de Saint-Esteve?" "Of course; her establishment is in the rue Neuve-Saint-Marc, and it was she who got that pot of money out of Nucingen for La Torpille.
Early next morning Victorin went out, and on his way to the Courts called at the Prefecture of the Police, where he begged Vautrin, the head of the detective department, to send him Madame de Saint-Esteve. "We are forbidden, monsieur, to meddle in your affairs; but Madame de Saint-Esteve is in business, and will attend to your orders," replied this famous police officer.
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