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Eugene was as distant as possible in his manner to Vautrin during dinner; but the other, so charming in Mme. Vauquer's opinion, had never been so witty. His lively sallies and sparkling talk put the whole table in good humor. His assurance and coolness filled Eugene with consternation. "Why, what has come to you to-day?" inquired Mme. Vauquer. "You are as merry as a skylark."
A lover's farewell glance at his lady-love's window is not more mournful than Mme. Vauquer's survey of the empty places round her table. Couture's rooms; and that in a very few days her household would be on the old footing. "God send it may, my dear sir! but bad luck has come to lodge here.
"I am your young man's boss," the boarder at Madame Vauquer's had told her, having sent for her to meet him at the Jardin des Plantes. "He may have mentioned me to you, my dear. Any one who plays me false dies within a year; on the other hand, those who are true to me have nothing to fear from me.
Eugene had scarcely finished reading Bianchon's scrawl, when he looked up and saw the little circular gold locket that contained the hair of Goriot's two daughters in Mme. Vauquer's hands. "How dared you take it?" he asked. "Good Lord! is that to be buried along with him?" retorted Sylvie. "It is gold." "Of course it shall!"
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