M.Victor Langevin, Counsellor to the Prefecture at Nancy, there is only known Langevin (Pierre), usually called Pierrot, miller in the commune of Vergaville, canton of Dieuze." Fougas jumped nearly to the ceiling, crying, "I have a son!" He called the hotel-keeper, and said to him: "Make out my bill, and send my baggage to the depot.

Take my ticket for Nancy; I shall not stop on the way.

Here are two hundred francs, with which I want you to drink to the health of my son! He is called Victor, after me! He is counsellor of the Prefecture! I'd rather he were a soldier; but never mind! Ah! first get somebody to show me the way to the bank! I must go and get a million for him!" As there is no direct connection between Dantzic and Nancy, he was obliged to stop at Berlin.

M.Hirtz, whom he met accidentally, told him that the scientific societies of the city were preparing an immense banquet in his honor; but he declined positively.
"It's not," said he, "that I despise an opportunity to drink in good company, but Nature has spoken: her voice draws me on! The sweetest intoxication to all rightly constituted hearts is that of paternal love!" To prepare, his dear child for the joy of a return so little expected, he enclosed his million in an envelope addressed to M.Victor Langevin, with a long letter which closed thus: "A father's blessing is more precious than all the gold in the world! "VICTOR FOUGAS." The infidelity of Clementine Pichon touched his _amour-propre_ a little, but he soon consoled himself for it.
"At least," thought he, "I'll not have to marry an old woman, when there's a young one waiting for me at Fontainebleau.

And, moreover, my son has a name, and a very presentable name.