In conclusion he told them that the foundation of their fortune was laid, if they did not weaken.
Madame Rougon put the letter in her pocket, and sat down slowly, looking into Vuillet's face.

The latter had resumed his sorting in a feverish manner, as though he were very busy.
"Listen to me, Monsieur Vuillet," she said to him.

And when he raised his head: "let us play our cards openly; you do wrong to betray us; some misfortune may befall you.

If, instead of unsealing our letters--" At this he protested, and feigned great indignation.

But she calmly continued: "I know, I know your school, you never confess.