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Updated: June 25, 2025
A sound of footsteps came from the garden, and again the rifles of several soldiers rang on the cobblestones under the window. All chance of salvation by flight was cut off for Trompe-la-Mort, to whom all eyes instinctively turned.
Tired of being interrupted, Trompe-la-Mort gave Paccard's shin a kick hard enough to break it; but the man's tendons were of india-rubber, and his bones of wrought iron. "All right, boss, mum it is," said he. "Do you think I am cramming you with lies?" said Jacques Collin, perceiving that Paccard had had a few drops too much. "Well, listen.
As the men who were exercising in the prison-yard, when Trompe-la-Mort appeared there, were to be the actors in a scene of crowning importance in the life of Jacques Collin, it will be well to depict a few of the principal personages of this sinister crowd. Here, as everywhere when men are thrown together, here, as at school even, force, physical and moral, wins the day.
Bibi-Lupin is too well known; he has served his turn; if you get his place, you will have the only situation that suits you. I am delighted to see you in it on my honor " "Till our next meeting, very soon," said Jacques Collin. On turning round, Trompe-la-Mort saw the public prosecutor sitting at his table, his head resting on his hands.
It had indeed been a point with Trompe-la-Mort to forget as far as possible his chums and all that had to do with the law courts; he dreaded a meeting which should bring him face to face with a pal who might demand an account of his boss which Collin could not possibly render.
"The seven hundred and thirty thousand francs," said Jacqueline Collin to her nephew, "are quite safe; I gave them to la Romette this morning in a sealed packet." "If you had not handed them over to Jacqueline," said Trompe-la-Mort, "you would have gone straight there," and he pointed to the Place de Greve, which they were just passing.
"In the cellar?" asked Prudence. "Silence!" cried Jacqueline. "Yes, but to get the business transferred, we must have the consent of the police authorities," Paccard objected. "We shall have it," said Trompe-la-Mort. "Don't meddle in what does not concern you."
"And it was for that theft that your young man hanged himself?" "The poor boy, no doubt, could not endure the thought of being blighted by his unjust imprisonment," said Trompe-la-Mort, raising his eyes to heaven. "Ay," said the young man; "they were coming to set him free just when he had killed himself. What bad luck!"
Bianchon, flustered with wine, forgot to open the subject of Trompe-la-Mort with Mlle. Michonneau. The mere mention of the name would have set Vautrin on his guard; for Vautrin, or, to give him his real name, Jacques Collin, was in fact the notorious escaped convict. But it was the joke about the Venus of Pere-Lachaise that finally decided his fate. Mlle.
He pulled himself up by the skylight of his garret, and with marvelous agility was standing in an instant on the roof, whence he surveyed the surroundings with the coolness of a tiler. "Good!" said he, discerning a garden five houses off in the Rue de Provence, "that will just do for me." "You are paid out, Trompe-la-Mort," said Contenson, suddenly emerging from behind a stack of chimneys.
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