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At the noise of the explosion, at the sight of the count, pale and trembling, the commissary stopped suddenly at the threshold of the door, making a sign for his officers not to advance. Informed by Badinot that the viscount was closeted with his father, the magistrate at once comprehended everything, and respected his great sorrow.
"M. Badinot wishes he would take this letter to its address; there is no answer, but it is very urgent." "In a quarter of an hour it shall be on the way." "Let him hurry." "Be easy." The maid retired. "That's the servant of one of your lodgers, Micou?" "Madame Saint Ildefonso's. But M. Badinot is her uncle; he came yesterday from the country, "answered Micou.
"Oh! she has already tried it: this was to borrow one hundred thousand francs from her husband, and she succeeded; but these are experiments that cannot be tried twice. Let us see, my dear Badinot, until now you have never had any reason to complain of me. I have always been generous; try to obtain some delay from this miserable Petit Jean.
"All this is for your interest; profit by it, for I only speak once," said Badinot, in a patronizing manner, as he left the shop. Is it not needless for us to say that this woman and girl who lived so solitary, were victims of the cupidity of the notary? We will conduct the reader into the miserable room they occupied. Let the reader imagine a closet situated on the fourth story of the house.
"Why did you not inform me that my father was here? you are very negligent." "Twice I endeavored to speak to you when you came through the garden with M. Badinot; but, probably, preoccupied by your conversation with M. Badinot, you made a motion with the hand not to be interrupted. I did not permit myself to insist. I should be deeply wounded if my lord could believe me guilty of negligence."
"Will you tell him that I reckon on his obliging disposition to find me a lawyer who is prepared for my cause that I shall not regard a cool thousand?" "I will see M. Badinot, be assured, general; this evening all your commissions shall be executed, and to-morrow you will receive what you have demanded. Adieu, and a good heart, general." "Ta, ta!"
Badinot took his departure. When the door was closed, Florestan was heard to cry, in profound despair, "Lost!" During this conversation, which unmasked to the count the infamy of his son, and to Madame de Lucenay the infamy of the man whom she had so blindly loved, both remained immovable, scarcely breathing, under the weight of this frightful revelation.
It was a golden affair." "Certainly it was; in two weeks the six months will have expired, and I enter into possession." "Nothing can be plainer. The papers were drawn up by M. Badinot, the viscount's agent. In what have you need of my advice?" "What ought I to do? What do you advise?" "I advise you to do what I shall do myself." "How?" "I am in the same position that you are." "How?"
Such was M. Badinot, the uncle of Madame de Saint Ildefonso, whose social position was the pride and security of Micou the Fence. "Madame Charles has just given you a letter?" said Badinot to the receiver. "Yes, sir; my nephew will soon return; in a moment he will be off again."
The prince knows, through Badinot, that your man of straw, Petit Jean, was only a name borrowed by you for the purpose of making the usurious loans to the Viscount de Saint Remy. The sums which Saint Remy repaid you were loaned to him by a great lady; probably another restitution awaits you: but it stands adjourned. Doubtless because it is a more delicate affair." "Chained, chained here!"
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