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Conscience -- Volume 2

Chapter 9 THE KNOCK AT THE DOOR

Word Count: 1988    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

t should have come from a Parisian tailor, or, at least, a French one, and that the trousers

re the chances of success. As Saniel had said, it was like lookin

those who made them or sold them, and suddenly, without going farther than the directory, they found this manufactu

rks at his disposition. His boast was, in effect, that his buttons, thanks to a brass bonnet around which the thread was rolled instead of passing through the holes, never cut the thread and could not be broken. When they came off it was with a piece of the c

ter a few days the search began, guided by a

s in his shop, reading a newspaper. For it was not only when the country was in da

im, and at the first words of the agent he underst

the Rue Sainte-Anne that you w

kly,

now if the secrets of the profe

ding to the desire to laugh, caused by this reply honestly made by this good-natured man, whose long,

question

without beating me down, and on the day he promised. We are loyal to each other. I give him a pair of good trousers, honestly made, and he pays me w

rest of the individual

ry, the doctor, the confessor, the tailor, could accept compromises on this point of doctrine? I

no time to lose, be

s profession may be, is not placed exactly as the doctor or confes

tain

need only to go to the commissioner of your quarter, who, in virtue

nce, and my responsibil

rousers of this stuff. It would only remain then to discover in whos

and taking out a piece of paper, he took from it a

r, for he was a man to brave martyrdom, looked at the box curiously. When

t exclaimed, "that

me to look at it?

ition that you do not t

ing the front of the shop, looked a

.,' as you see, and we know

ood buttons, and I give only

pasted on the pages, and at the side were several lines of large handwriting. Arriving at a page where was a

going to tell you some

list

inte-Anne, and it is I who will giv

e trousers of

n prevented me from replying to your questions, but what I have just seen frees my conscience. As I explained to you, when I make a pair of good trouser

upted the agent, whose

s"- he showed the button-"I made for an individual whom I do not know, and who presented himself to me as an Alsacian, which I believed so much more easily, because he spoke with a strong foreign accent. These trousers- I need not tell you how careful I was with them. I am a patri

his cu

an Alsacian as I believed, but a Prussian to a certainty, who surely struc

were not able to p

He is twenty-seven or thirty years old, of middle height, blu

iption in his note-book as

thirty-five thousand francs, we shall find

be able to do a

ing, but he thou

had made three su

nts. The two others are honest men, well know

is not in the name of justice that I ask their names, but for myself. -They will

nsieur Blanchet; the other is a young man just arrived f

remembered this name was that of one who had seen

know his mother and sister, who have lived in the Rue des Moines five or

akfast, heard stealthy steps that stopped on the landing before their door. His ear was too familiar with the ordinary sounds in the house to be deceived; there was in th

im jump from his chair. He did not hesitate; slowly,

ars, with a polite and shrewd face, dress

Florenti

am

ked him t

res to see you

w words, and if Florentin had not motioned to her to be silen

They would have escaped her

fair the judge summons me?" Flor

Caffie

ould I present mysel

edia

me Cormier exclaimed. "At least, take

ot worth

was too tight to swallow a piece of bread, and it was impor

eady,"

but lightly, without effusion, as if

and-

t she would compromise her son if she yiel

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