[The Son of Clemenceau by Alexandre (fils) Dumas]@TWC D-Link bookThe Son of Clemenceau CHAPTER XII 16/19
Master ran into debt while making his guns and cannon, and we have been pinched for ready money." "I am glad to hear it!" ejaculated Cesarine, without spitefulness, and with more sincerity than she had spoken previously. The girl stared without understanding. "I have money--cash--to help him, and it will be far more proper for him to be obliged to his wife than to strangers.
Besides, I should not tax him with usurious interest," she said maliciously. "Money, madame," said the servant with her widely opened eyes still more distending. "I have two hundred thousand francs, that is, nearly as many marks, coming from my good uncle who is a little late in doing me a kindness--but my attention touched him.
But do I not hear steps--somebody at last moving in the house ?" "Very likely," replied the servant tranquilly, "but nobody will come in here, before master has breakfast.
Since he stores his secrets in that chest, and no company drops in, this is a hermitage.
Mademoiselle Rebecca is not one of the prying sort." Madame Clemenceau, who had risen with more nervous anxiety than she cared to display to the servants, stood by her chair, looking toward the door. "Has he talked about me, sometimes ?" "Master? never--not before me, anyway, madame." "Yet you gave him the telegram that explained all ?" "Yes, madame; but not until some time after your departure and when master had returned from a promenade alone.
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