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You remember how suddenly the woman left it? It was I who compelled her to do so; having discovered what she was, I gave her two days to leave the premises; threatening her, in case she hesitated, to tell you all." "My dear Theodose," said Thuillier, pressing his hand, "you acted with as much prudence as decision. This is one more obligation that we owe to you."
"And it is apropos of that candidacy that I have come to disturb your Sunday joys; but perhaps in so doing we shall not go beyond the limits of the family circle." It would be impossible for Phellion to be more Phellion than Theodose was Phellion at that moment.
Nature had done a great deal for Theodose in not giving him that fine manly Southern beauty which creates in others an imaginary expectation, to which it is more than difficult for a man to respond. As it was, he could be what suited him at the moment, an agreeable man or a very ordinary one.
"Well, dear, good friend," said la Peyrade, coming in about three o'clock, "here you are, richissime!" "And through you, Theodose." "And you, little aunt, have you come to life again? Ah! you were not half as frightened as I was.
I can't say more; but she'll have, from me, a husband who will put her on a pinnacle." "Do you want me to tell you the first letters of his name?" "Yes." "T. P., Theodose de la Peyrade. You are right. That's a man who may, if supported by a woman like you, become a minister." "It is God himself who has placed him in our house!" cried the old maid.
"Sign: 'Theodose de la Peyrade, and after your name put 'Barrister, rue Saint-Dominique d'Enfer, under the words 'Accepted for ten thousand. We'll date the notes and sue you, all secretly, of course, but in order to have a hold upon you; the owners of a privateer ought to have security when the brig and the captain are at sea."
"But, my dear Theodose," said Thuillier, "it isn't possible that for such a trifle you are affronted. I don't pretend to be a writer, only as my name is on the book I have, I think, the right to my opinion about a word."
These words were exchanged in a low voice during the time that it took Theodose to go to the outer door and return. Cerizet was looking at the books when the lawyer re-entered the room. "It is Thuillier," said Theodose. "I thought he'd come; he is in the salon. He mustn't see Cerizet's frock-coat; those frogs would frighten him." "Pooh! you receive the poor in your office, don't you?
"Why did you get up at this time in the morning to come here and say that to me?" demanded the distrustful Cerizet, already displeased with the mention of "half profits." "You could have seen me as usual at the office." And he looked askance at Dutocq; the latter, while telling him his errand and speaking of Claparon and the necessity of pushing forward in the Theodose affair, seemed confused.
This explains why Thuillier carried his head high when Theodose had the audacity that evening to put opinions into his mouth. In art and perhaps Moliere had placed hypocrisy in the rank of art by classing Tartuffe forever among comedians there exists a point of perfection to which genius alone attains; mere talent falls below it.
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