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The term "fellow" seemed to offend Prosper. "M. de Lagors, monsieur," he said, haughtily, "is M. Fauvel's nephew; he is a wealthy young man, handsome, intelligent, cultivated, and the best friend I have." "Hum!" said M. Verduret, "I shall be delighted to make the acquaintance of one adorned by so many charming qualities.
I will appear before them, put them to the blush, kill them both, then put an end to my own wretched existence. That is what I intend to do, and nothing shall stop me!" If M. Verduret had not held Prosper with a vice-like grip, he would have escaped, and carried out his threat. "If you make any noise, Prosper, or raise an alarm, all your hopes are ruined." "I have no hopes now."
Were Raoul and Clameran at the ball?" But M. Verduret was not in the habit of discussing private affairs where he might be overheard. "First of all, let us go into your room, and get some water to wash this cut, which burns like fire." "Heavens! Are you wounded?" "Yes, it is a little souvenir of your friend Raoul. Ah, I will soon teach him the danger of chopping up a man's arm!"
The banker smiled bitterly. "M. Bertomy might have spared us both this painful meeting. I have nothing to say to him, and of course he can have nothing to tell me." This was a formal dismissal; and M. Verduret, understanding it thus, bowed to M. Fauvel, and left the room, accompanied by Prosper, who had not opened his lips.
I have heretofore only made deductions more or less probable; I now possess knowledge which proves that I was not mistaken. I walked in darkness: now I have a light to guide me." As Prosper listened to M. Verduret's reassuring words, he felt hope arising in his breast. "Now," said M. Verduret, "we must take advantage of this evidence, gained by the imprudence of our enemies, without delay.
Yes, I know you are clever, and can accomplish anything; but they are cunning blades, and as slippery as eels. They know that they are watched, too." "The devil they do!" cried M. Verduret. "Who has been committing blunders?" "Oh! nobody has done anything wrong," replied Joseph. "You know, patron, that they suspected something long ago.
Fortunately, M. Verduret was very agile; and, having decided upon the spot to be scaled, he drew back a few feet, and making a sudden spring, seized one of the projecting stones above him, and, drawing himself up by aid of his hands and feet, soon found himself on top of the wall.
"I can understand their being entertained by it," said M. Verduret; "it is an excellent idea; but the misfortune is, it is too late to carry it out. The nothing which made Clameran uneasy has already fallen into a knowing ear." With breathless curiosity, Prosper listened to this report, every word of which seemed to throw light upon past events.
The idea of serving me such a low trick at the very moment I was sure of success!" "Where is he now?" "At the prefecture, I suppose. Some policemen handcuffed him, and drove off with him in a cab." "Come with me." M. Verduret and Fanferlot found Clameran in one of the private cells reserved for dangerous prisoners.
The clock struck four; M. Verduret, who was punctuality itself, appeared. He was more red-faced and self-satisfied, if possible, than the day before. As soon as the servant had left the room to obey his orders, he said to Prosper: "Well, are our commissions executed?" "Yes, monsieur." "Have you seen the costumer?"
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