"I have lost my father, my poor father! If he had told me his secrettroubles we might have worked together to repair them. My God! my poorfather! I was so sure I should see him again that I think I kissed himquite coldly--"。，
Her cousin's hesitation mortified her; but the sore need of hisposition came clearer still to her mind, and she knelt down."I will never rise till you have taken that gold!" she said. "Mycousin, I implore you, answer me! let me know if you respect me, ifyou are generous, if--"。， "That's not much to begin with. Hush! I don't want any one to know Iam going to play that game. You can make the investment by the end ofthe month. Say nothing to the Cruchots; that'll annoy them. If you arereally going to Paris, we will see if there is anything to be done formy poor nephew."
"Heaven is my witness, madame, that up to the last moment I did all Icould to prevent him from going. Monsieur le president was mostanxious to take his place; but he was determined to go, and now we allsee why."。，
your opera-box, we should even then not have enough for the。， "Allowing that money, according to Bentham, is an article ofmerchandise, and that whatever represents money is equallymerchandise," resumed the president; "allowing also that it isnotorious that the commercial note, bearing this or that signature, isliable to the fluctuation of all commercial values, rises or falls inthe market, is dear at one moment, and is worth nothing at another,the courts decide--ah! how stupid I am, I beg your pardon--I aminclined to think you could buy up your brother's debts for twenty-five per cent."
"One m-m-moment," interrupted the goodman, "said wh-wh-what? Somethingl-l-like this. Monsieur Gr-Grandet of Saumur this, Monsieur Grandet ofSaumur that. He l-loves his b-b-brother, he loves his n-nephew.Grandet is a g-g-good uncle; he m-m-means well. He has sold hisv-v-vintage. D-d-don't declare a f-f-failure; c-c-call a meeting;l-l-liquidate; and then Gr-Gr-Grandet will see what he c-c-can do.B-b-better liquidate than l-let the l-l-law st-st-stick its n-n-nosein. Hein? isn't it so?"。，
。， Both fell asleep in the same dream; and from that moment the youthbegan to wear roses with his mourning. The next day, before breakfast,Madame Grandet found her daughter in the garden in company withCharles. The young man was still sad, as became a poor fellow who,plunged in misfortune, measures the depths of the abyss into which hehas fallen, and sees the terrible burden of his whole future life."My father will not be home till dinner-time," said Eugenie,perceiving the anxious look on her mother's face.
She escaped, ashamed and happy at having gone there. Innocence alonecan dare to be so bold. Once enlightened, virtue makes hercalculations as well as vice. Eugenie, who had not trembled beside hercousin, could scarcely stand upon her legs when she regained herchamber. Her ignorant life had suddenly come to an end; she reasoned,she rebuked herself with many reproaches.。， "Do you hear, mamma?"