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Poulain tells him everything that goes on in the house, and it is a great bother to keep that scarecrow quiet." "I say! I was going to you," said she. Fraisier grumbled because Elie Magus had refused to see him.
And on the chimney-piece above stood a foggy mirror and a modern clock with an inlaid wooden case; Fraisier had picked it up at an execution sale, together with the tawdry imitation rococo candlesticks, with the zinc beneath showing through the lacquer in several places.
"Thees ees for die liddle German maiden und for you," he said. "Oh! my dear M. Schmucke, you have given away your wealth to inhuman wretches, to people who are trying to take away your good name. I took this paper to a good man, an attorney who knows this Fraisier, and he says that you ought to punish such wickedness; you ought to let them summon you and leave them to get out of it.
"And now comes a great difficulty," continued the master of the ceremonies; "we want four bearers for the pall. . . . If nobody comes to the funeral, who is to fill the corners? It is half-past ten already," he added, looking at his watch; "they are waiting for us at the church." "Oh! here comes Fraisier!"
"We shall have two pall-bearers at any rate you and he." And, happy to find two of the places filled up, he took out some wonderful white buckskin gloves, and politely presented Fraisier and Villemot with a pair apiece. "If you gentlemen will be so good as to act as pall-bearers " said he.
Fraisier, in black from head to foot, pretentiously dressed, with his white tie and official air, was a sight to shudder at; he embodied a hundred briefs. "Willingly, sir," said he. "If only two more persons will come, the four corners will be filled up," said the master of the ceremonies.
"Thank you, no," said La Cibot; "I will have nothing to do with it, upon my word!... I shall have nourished ingratitude, that is all! I want nothing but my due; I have thirty years of honesty behind me, sir. M. Pons says that he will recommend me to his friend Schmucke; well and good, I shall end my days in peace with the German, good man." Fraisier had overshot his mark.
"Good, good, we shall see. We are not going to sell; or if we do, it will be in London." "We know London," said Remonencq. "M. Magus is as powerful there as at Paris." "Good-day, madame; I shall sift these matters to the bottom," said Fraisier "unless you continue to do as I tell you" he added. "You little pickpocket! "Take care! I shall be a justice of the peace before long."
Remonencq and La Cibot, prompted by Fraisier, had agreed beforehand to make a suggestion which stuck in Schmucke's memory; for there are times in our lives when grief, as it were, congeals the mind by arresting all its functions, and any chance impression made at such moments is retained by a frost-bound memory.
"A pretty come-down!... Why, he is a finished scoundrel." "Go and see," said Fraisier, "and I will put your scoundrel's will back again in the envelope." While Mme. Cibot's back was turned, Fraisier nimbly slipped a sheet of blank paper into the envelope; the will he put in his pocket. He next proceeded to seal the envelope again so cleverly that he showed the seal to Mme.
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