Eugenie came slowly back from the garden to the house, and avoidedpassing, as was her custom, through the corridor. But the memory ofher cousin was in the gray old hall and on the chimney-piece, wherestood a certain saucer and the old Sevres sugar-bowl which she usedevery morning at her breakfast.。，
Monsieur Bergerin, the celebrated doctor of Saumur, presently arrived.After an examination, he told Grandet positively that his wife wasvery ill; but that perfect peace of mind, a generous diet, and greatcare might prolong her life until the autumn.。，
There was not a person in that numerous assembly who was unmoved bythese words. The president turned pale, and was forced to sit down."The president gets the millions," said Mademoiselle de Gribeaucourt."It is plain enough; the president marries Mademoiselle Grandet,"cried Madame d'Orsonval.。，
"Don't I know about your cousin's return, and his marriage withMademoiselle d'Aubrion? A woman doesn't carry her wits in her pocket."Eugenie blushed, and remained silent for a moment. From this day forthshe assumed the impassible countenance for which her father had beenso remarkable.。，
。， "Here are fifteen hundred thousand francs," she said, drawing from herbosom a certificate of a hundred shares in the Bank of France. "Go toParis,--not to-morrow, but instantly. Find Monsieur des Grassins,learn the names of my uncle's creditors, call them together, pay themin full all that was owing, with interest at five per cent from theday the debt was incurred to the present time. Be careful to obtain afull and legal receipt, in proper form, before a notary. You are amagistrate, and I can trust this matter in your hands. You are a manof honor; I will put faith in your word, and meet the dangers of lifeunder shelter of your name. Let us have mutual indulgence. We haveknown each other so long that we are almost related; you would notwish to render me unhappy."