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Updated: June 27, 2025
An attorney who is defending the interests of a client is neither calmer nor cooler than Mme. de Thaller at this moment. "Do the affairs of my husband's cashier concern me, then?" she said with a shade of irony. "Yes, madame, very much." "I am glad to hear it."
Therefore, in his mind, every thing must have been arranged in advance, and the catastrophe was far from taking him by surprise; therefore the scene with M. de Thaller must have been prepared; therefore, it must have been on purpose that he left his pocketbook behind, with the bill in it that was to lead us straight here; therefore all we have seen is but a transparent comedy, got up for our special benefit, and intended to cover up the truth, and mislead the law."
"Never," he exclaimed, "has this marriage existed, except in the brain of M. de Thaller, and, more still, of the Baroness de Thaller. That ridiculous idea occurred to her because she likes my name, and would be delighted to see her daughter Marquise de Tregars.
Vincent Favoral reappeared upon the threshold of the bedroom. But, if it was a weapon he had gone for, it was not for the one which Marius and Mme. Cadelle supposed. It was a bundle of papers which he held in his hand. Seeing M. de Tregars there, instead of Mme. de Thaller, an exclamation of terror and surprise rose to his lips.
And, Maxence having complied, "Now," said the commissary, "repeat every thing your father said at the moment of going." He did so. The commissary took a few notes, and then, "What were," he inquired, "the relations of your family with the Thaller family?" "There were none." "What! Neither Mme. nor Mlle. de Thaller ever visited you?" "Never." "Do you know the Marquis de Tregars?"
Did you make any inquiries about the Saint Pavin and Jottras matter?" "I had no time, it was too late. You forget, perhaps, sir, that it is nearly two o'clock." Just as he got through, the secretary who had been sent to the Rue de la Pepiniere came in. "Well?" inquired the commissary, not without evident anxiety. "I waited for Mme. de Thaller over an hour," he said.
"Whilst you were in the vestibule, waiting for an answer to your letter, which a servant had taken up stairs, M. de Thaller came in; and, when he saw you, he could not repress a gesture of surprise, almost of terror." "That is true too." "This behavior of M. de Thaller always remained an enigma to you." "An inexplicable one." "Well, I think that I can explain it to you now." "You?"
The wretches would, perhaps, have gone unpunished, but for a good and worthy man, now a commissary of police, to whom I once rendered a slight service, one night, in a riot, when he was close pressed by some half-dozen rascals. I explained the situation to him: he took much interest in it, promised his assistance, and marked out my line of conduct." Mme. de Thaller seemed restless upon her seat.
Before the end of the week, Thaller will have wound up the operation, realized, Heaven knows how many millions, and put every thing in such nice order, that justice, who in financial matters is not of the first capacity, will discover nothing wrong. If he can do that, he is safe, he is beyond reach, and will be dubbed a first-class financier. Then to what may he not aspire!
She did not, therefore, venture a single allusion; and nearly a week elapsed, during which the names of her late guests were not once mentioned. It was through a newspaper, which M. Favoral had forgotten in the parlor, that she learned that the Baron de Thaller had just founded a new stock company, the Mutual Credit Society, with a capital of several millions.
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