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Saniel became, then, as he had been before the intervention of Madame Dammauville, the only hope of Phillis and her mother, and to encourage them he exaggerated the influence that his testimony would have. "When I shall have demonstrated that there was no struggle, the hypothesis of the torn button will crumble by itself." "And if it is sustained, how and with what shall we overthrow it?"
As he passed by the lodge without stopping, his concierge called him, and, running out, gave him a letter with unusual eagerness. Saniel, who wished to escape observation, took it hastily, and stuffed it into his pocket. "It is an important letter," the concierge said. "The servant who brought it told me that it contained money."
They had reached the Quai Voltaire, where fiacres were stationed. "At last here are some cabs," Glady said. "Pardon me for leaving you, but I am in a hurry." Gady entered the cab so quickly that Saniel remained staring at the sidewalk, slightly dazed. It was only when the door closed that he understood. "His conscience!" he murmured. "Behold them! Tartufes!"
He advanced alone, and his heavy gait and dragging step gave him the appearance of a man sixty years of age, while in other ways he retained a certain youthfulness. It was Saniel, twenty years older.
He came to Saniel with outstretched hands, and Saniel, taking off his hat, received him with marked respect. "Enchanted to meet you," Brigard said, "for I went to your office yesterday and did not find you." "Why did you not send me word beforehand? If you need me I am at your disposal."
He goes to the mayor, to the church; he legitimizes the child, and he even accepts a dot of two hundred thousand francs. I pity him, the unfortunate man! But I confess that I have the weakness to not condemn him as he would deserve if he married in any other way." Saniel was a little surprised at these points of resemblance with the charming young person that Caffie had proposed to him.
A scene similar to that which he had had with the coal merchant, but more violent, took place, and it was only by threatening to put him out of the door that Saniel got rid of the man, who went away declaring that he would come the next morning with an officer. Saniel returned to his work. His pen flew over the paper, when a noise made him raise his head.
"I mean that not every one has the chance to make ten francs a day." The vague fears of Glady became definite at these words. They had walked down the Rue Ferou and reached the Place St. Sulpice. "I think that at last I am going to find a cab," he said, precipitately. But this hope was not realized; there was not a single cab at the station, and he was forced to submit to the assault from Saniel.
This cry escaped him without her understanding its weight; without her divining the expression of anxious curiosity in his glance. "To whom shall I address myself, if not to you? Are you not everything to me? My support, my guide, my counsel, my God!" She explained what she wished him to do. Once more an exclamation escaped Saniel. "You wish me to go to the judge me?"
The latter examined the lock, looked among his keys, selected one, and unlocked the door. "Let no one enter," the commissioner said. "Doctor, have the goodness to follow me." And, going ahead, he entered the first office, that of the clerk, followed by Saniel.
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