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Updated: July 15, 2025
This led me into a new train of reflection. She might be suddenly removed from the library, and taken up-stairs. It would then be more difficult to communicate with her. It would be better to make the attempt at once. Contrary to the wish of D'Hauteville, I was about to advance forward to the window, when the movements of Aurore herself caused me to hesitate.
"Not much over one hundred dollars." "Ha! that will not do. From your description of her she will bring ten times the amount. A misfortune, indeed! My own purse is still lighter than yours. I have not a hundred dollars. Pardieu! it is a sad affair." D'Hauteville pressed his head between his hands, and remained for some moments silent, apparently in deep meditation.
"Stop, Monsieur Gayarre!" continued the inexorable D'Hauteville, "I have not done with you yet. Here, Justice Claiborne! I have another document that may interest you. Will you have the goodness to give it your attention?" Saying this, the speaker held out a second folded parchment, which was handed to the magistrate who, as before, opened the document and read it aloud.
He drew back again noiselessly, and said quietly: "I have come from the South Steamship Company." "Yes, that's it," said the concierge, laboriously spelling out the words: "the South what you said. I can never pronounce those names. Rue d'Hauteville, isn't it?" "That's it," replied the man in the soft hat in pleasant, measured tones.
I searched every nook among the trees, pushed through thickets and cane-brakes, and, whenever it flashed, examined the ground for tracks. At intervals I returned to the point of starting, to find that D'Hauteville had been equally unsuccessful. After nearly an hour spent in this fruitless search, I resolved to give it up.
Even on this poor plea I rested a hope. It was the straw to the drowning man, but I was determined to grasp it. I had opened my lips to call out, when some one pulling me by the sleeve caused me to turn round. It was D'Hauteville! Thank Heaven, it was D'Hauteville! I could scarce restrain myself from shouting with joy. His look told me that he was the bearer of bright gold.
To my joy I found D'Hauteville awaiting my return, and in a few minutes I had communicated to him my determination to carry off Aurore. Bare friendship his! he approved of my resolve. Rare devotion! he proposed to take part in my enterprise, I warned him of its perils to no purpose.
"I fear there is no hope that he who buys her will be willing to sell her again." "And why? Will not a large sum ?" "No no I fear that he who buys will not give her up again, at any price." "Ha! Why do you think so, Monsieur D'Hauteville." "I have my suspicion that a certain individual designs " "Who?" "Monsieur Dominique Gayarre." "Oh! heavens! Gayarre! Gayarre!"
Now, I am particularly anxious to avoid any scandal or noise at the present moment. I rely on your discretion." He turned to the two porters, who were dumb with amazement and could make nothing of the affair. "As for you, my good fellows, I must ask you to leave your other work and go back at once to your office in the rue d'Hauteville and tell your manager what is his name?"
D'Hauteville was not known at least no one would suspect his having any relations with me. I was satisfied that the disappearance of the quadroon would be at once attributed to me. Gayarre himself would know that; and therefore I alone would be suspected and sought after.
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