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"Ah, very good!" said Brigitte; "I see how it will be; you'll let that man twist you round his finger again. A deed with a spy! As if there could be deeds with such fellows." "Come, come, be calm, my good Brigitte," returned Thuillier. "We mustn't do anything hastily.
Yesterday, I thought, as you do, that I was the man to defend you. To-day, I see that you had better take the legal luminary, because, with Vinet's antagonism against you the affair is taking such proportions that whoever defends it assumes a fearful responsibility." "I understand," said Thuillier, sarcastically.
There were five card-tables and twenty-five players, and eighteen dancers of both sexes. At one o'clock in the morning, all present Madame Thuillier, Mademoiselle Brigitte, Madame Phellion, even Phellion himself were dragged into the vivacities of a country-dance, vulgarly called "La Boulangere," in which Dutocq figured with a veil over his head, after the manner of the Kabyl.
He frequented the Thuillier salon to gain information as to Celeste's probable inheritance. He knew, like Dutocq and Phellion, the reports occasioned by Thuillier's former intimacy with Flavie, and he saw at a glance the idolatry of the Thuilliers for their godchild. Dutocq, to gain admittance to Minard's house, fawned upon him grossly.
"Felix," said old Phellion, coming heavily to the rescue of his son, and catching a distressed look on the pale face of Madame Thuillier, "Felix separates religion into two categories; he considers it from the human point of view and the divine point of view, tradition and reason." "That is heresy, monsieur," replied Theodose. "Religion is one; it requires, above all things, faith."
Puzzled by the fact of this missive being sent to his own house and not to the office of the "Echo," Thuillier hastily opened the sheet, and read, with what emotion the reader may conceive, the following article, commended to his notice by a circle in red ink: An obscure organ was about to expire in its native shade when an ambitious person of recent date bethought himself of galvanizing it.
On his return to the office after his conference with Brigitte, Thuillier found la Peyrade at his post as editor-in-chief, and in a position of much embarrassment, caused by the high hand he had reserved for himself as the sole selector of articles and contributors.
The young man called attention to the remarks of Thuillier and his sister with the servility of a parasite; when he played whist he justified the blunders of his dear, good friend, and he kept upon his countenance a smile, fixed and benign, like that of Madame Thuillier, ready to bestow upon all the bourgeois sillinesses of the brother and sister.
But these are political mysteries which would never enter your sister's mind." "The devil!" cried Thuillier. "I think I've got a pretty observing eye, and yet I can't see the slightest change in Brigitte toward you." "Oh, yes!" said la Peyrade, "your eyesight is so good that you have never seen perpetually beside her that Madame de Godollo, whom she now thinks she can't live without."
"As for you, my old fellow," resumed la Peyrade, "I must postpone our business until after Celeste's decision. Be that in my favor or not, I will then go to work, and in three days the pamphlet can be finished." "Now," said Thuillier, "I know what you have had on your mind. I'll talk about it with Brigitte." "That's a sad conclusion," said la Peyrade; "but, unhappily, so it is."
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