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Updated: June 22, 2025
"Shall I see you again, mother?" asked Raoul in a beseeching tone, as they were about to separate. "Oh, yes!" she replied, fondly, "yes, often; every day, to-morrow." But now, for the first time since her marriage, Mme. Fauvel perceived that she was not mistress of her actions. Never before had she had occasion to wish for uncontrolled liberty.
"Yes, my honor," insisted M. Fauvel, in a voice that a sense of humiliation rendered still more vibrating: "yes, my credit might have been compromised to-day by this M. de Clameran. Do you know how much I shall lose by paying him this money? And suppose I had not had the securities which I have sacrificed? you did not know I possessed them."
Once in possession of my fortune, he may leave you and Raoul to your fates. And there is another dreadful suspicion that tortures my mind." "A suspicion?" "Yes, and I would reveal it to you, if I dared; if I did not fear that you " "Speak!" insisted Mme. Fauvel. "Alas! misfortune has given me strength to bear all things. There is nothing worse than has already happened.
"I will think it over," he finally forced himself to say. "I will see. I would like to know what M. Fauvel says." "My uncle? I suppose you know that I have declined the offer he made me to enter his banking-house, and we have almost quarrelled. I have not set foot in his house for over a month; but I hear of him occasionally." "Through whom?" "Through your friend Cavaillon.
The messenger returned with the answer that the gentleman had a particular reason for seeing M. Fauvel in the office below, where the clerks were. "What does this fresh impertinence mean?" cried the banker, as he angrily jumped up and hastened downstairs.
But had Prosper anything to do with the robbery? This Mme. Fauvel had no way of finding out. Ah, Raoul knew how the blow would strike when he accused Prosper. He knew that Mme. Fauvel would end by believing in the cashier's complicity. The unhappy woman sat and thought over every possible way in which Raoul could find out the secret word without Prosper's knowledge.
This evening I will return; and I am confident that, during the day, you will have found, if not the three hundred and fifty thousand francs, at least the greater portion of it; and to-morrow neither you nor I will remember anything about this false alarm." M. Fauvel had risen, and was about to leave the room, when Prosper arose, and seized him by the arm.
As soon as M. Fauvel had heard the startling news, he first obtained the necessary money from the Bank of France, settled the business with the count, and then turned his attention to the elucidation of the robbery. He summoned the cashier to his presence.
But she did not seem to hear him; so he went and replaced the safe-key in the place from which he had seen her take it. He then led, or rather carried, Mme. Fauvel into the little sitting-room, and placed her in an easy-chair.
She had the shameless courage to bring him beneath her husband's roof, and seat him at my fireside, between my sons; and I, confiding fool that I was, welcomed the villain, and lent him money." Nothing could equal the pain of wounded pride and mortification which he suffered at the thought that Raoul and Mme. Fauvel had amused themselves with his good-natured credulity and obtuseness.
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