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M. Fauvel had had too much experience not to instantly divine the impression produced by Prosper's answer; he read the most mortifying doubt on the faces around him. "Oh! don't be alarmed, monsieur," said he to M. de Clameran, "this house has other resources. Be kind enough to await my return."
The banker's offer was soon accepted. That same week Raoul went to his uncle's bank, and boldly borrowed ten thousand francs. When Mme. Fauvel heard of this piece of audacity, she wrung her hands in despair. "What can he want with so much money?" she moaned to herself: "what wicked extravagance is it for?" For some time Clameran had kept away from Mme. Fauvel's house.
If they knew all our secrets I would not have the least fear of their making revelations. They have sense enough to know that they had best keep quiet." Not finding any other objections to make, Raoul said: "Very well, then, I obey you; but I am not to call upon Mme. Fauvel for any more money, am I?" "And why not, pray?" "Because, my uncle, you are rich now."
Fauvel, "Give me the jewels; I will take them to the pawnbroker's." Mme. Fauvel handed him a box containing a set of diamonds. It was a present from her husband the day he became worth a million.
"It's too bad for you to reproach me," cried the cashier, "for it is your name which at this very moment guards the safe of M. Fauvel." Lagors, therefore, had known the password. What did this new discovery imply? How did it fit in with the rest of the data which Lecoq had so brilliantly collected?
I am very glad that you are pleased with my choice." Mme. Fauvel said to herself: "I will make Andre speak to Prosper, and before two months are over the marriage must take place. Madeleine once married, I shall have nothing to fear." Unfortunately, Mme. Fauvel was so engrossed by her new passion that she put off from day to day her project of hastening the marriage, until it was too late.
Raoul was on the stage, his part was to be played; his assurance returned to him; his cheating, lying nature assumed the ascendant, and stifled any better feeling in his heart. "This misfortune is the last I shall ever suffer, mother!" Mme. Fauvel rushed toward him, and, seizing his hand, gazed searchingly into his eyes, as if to read his very soul. "What is the matter?
It was evident that he was making superhuman efforts to remain calm, like a judge whose duty it is to justly punish crime. "Ah," he said with a horrible laugh, "you look surprised. You did not expect me? You thought that my imbecile credulity insured your safety." Raoul had the courage to place himself before Mme. Fauvel, and to stand prepared to receive the expected bullet.
Remember our agreement. I will tell you this much: Mme. Fauvel and Madeleine have turned everything they could into money; they have nothing left, and I have had enough of my role." "Your role is ended. I forbid you to hereafter ask for a single centime." "What are you about to do? What has happened?" "The mine is loaded, nephew, and I am awaiting an opportunity to set fire to it."
Fauvel and her niece to the extreme edge of the precipice, pointed out its dark depths, and convinced them that they are irretrievably lost, I shall appear, and rescue them. I will play my part with such grandeur, such lofty magnanimity, that Madeleine will be touched, will forget her past enmity, and regard me with favorable eyes.
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