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The fortune of the Vicomte had nearly gone the fortune of the Fongereues family remained, but the Vicomte was well aware that his father had contracted an early marriage, and that of this union a son was born, with whom, to be sure, the old Marquis seemed to have broken entirely, but of late de Talizac began to realize that the father's love had outlived this separation; and, moreover, indulged in no possible delusion in regard to himself; he did not love his father, and knew that his father did not love him.
"And in a month the king will be at the Tuileries!" said Madame de Talizac. The German did not notice this remark. "And now, ladies, will you kindly permit me to retire? In two hours I leave with my company." Madame de Fongereues extended her hand to him. "Go, sir," she said. "Go aid in this sacred work!
This is the man who outraged a woman one terrible night, and that woman was the sister of Simon's wife, and this man, who was then the Vicomte de Talizac, is to-day the Marquis de Fongereues. This man is your father! Does Fanfar know all this? Not he! The Marquis opens his eyes, he sees Fanfar in the darkness. "You have saved me!" he murmured. "Can you stand? Can you walk?" asked Fanfar.
"Yes," answered Montferrand, "but scoundrels who bear the best names in France one is the Vicomte de Talizac, son of the Marquis de Fongereues." A young man suddenly appeared on the stairs. "Who speaks of Talizac and de Fongereues?" he asked. "Ah! Monsieur Fanfar! heaven has sent you to my assistance. My establishment is ruined, but that is nothing to the ruin of this poor girl!"
We sheltered ourselves behind a wall, and then we let fly. I tell you, that was a fight! In front of me was a tall fellow who fought like the very devil. I pricked him with a bayonet, and he opened his arms wide and yelled good Lord! I hear that yell now 'I am killed! Here! help for Talizac! He shot at me the same moment. Now, friend, was not that a French name? But what is the matter with you?"
He looked at Talizac for a moment, and then replied, very coldly: "I am at your service, sir." The two men then walked into an almost deserted street. "I first wish to know your name," said the Vicomte. "I am Frederic de Talizac." "As I am well aware." "And I wish to know your name that I may know also, if I am to speak to you as to a gentleman, or strike you as I would a lacquey."
A folded paper lay on the table in the lower room. She snatched it up. It contained only these words from Talizac: "You have infamously swindled me. You have taken the girl away, but I shall find her and be even with you." "The man lies!" yelled the woman. Fanfar was nearly stunned. He now had not the smallest clue to Francine. "Bobichel," he said, sadly. "Fate is against us. Come with me."
The Vicomte de Talizac, the Vicomtesse, and their son, detested Pierre and watched him closely, with what aim they alone knew. "I went to the Vosges, master," said Pierre. "I learned that the soldier known by the name of Simon Fougère had gone to Lorraine. I could learn nothing more.
Germain consumed vast sums, and what the parents left over, the son gambled away and dissipated. Petted and spoiled by his mother, the Vicomte de Talizac was a fast youth before he had attained his fifteenth year. No greater pleasure could be given his mother than to tell her, that her son was the leader of the jeunesse dorée.
"Sir!" exclaimed Talizac angrily, "in a month I shall lead the Countess de Salves to the altar; therefore it will not surprise you if I stigmatize your conduct as outrageous. You rode to-day at noon past the De Salves palace, and threw a bouquet over the wall and into the garden." "Well, what else?"
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