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〃No；　no；　read　it　aloud。〃

The　company　having　echoed　the　request　in　chorus；　Moessard　took　back　his　proof　and　commenced　to　read　in　a　loud　voice；　〃The　Bethlehem　Society　and　Mr。　Bernard　Jansoulet；〃　a　long　dithyramb　in　favour　of　artificial　lactation；　written　from　notes　made　by　Jenkins；　which　were　recognisable　through　certain　fine　phrases　much　affected　by　the　Irishman；　such　as　〃the　long　martyrology　of　childhood；〃　〃the　sordid　traffic　in　the　breast；〃　〃the　beneficent　nanny…goat　as　foster…mother；〃　and　finishing；　after　a　pompous　description　of　the　splendid　establishment　at　Nanterre；　with　a　eulogy　of　Jenkins　and　a　glorification　of　Jansoulet：　〃O　Bernard　Jansoulet；　benefactor　of　childhood！〃　It　was　a　sight　to　see　the　vexed；　scandalized　faces　of　the　guests。　What　an　intriguer　was　this　Moessard！　What　an　impudent　piece　of　sycophantry！　And　the　same　envious；　disdainful　smile　quivered　on　every　mouth。　And　the　deuce　of　it　was　that　a　man　had　to　applaud；　to　appear　charmed；　the　master　of　the　house　not　being　weary　as　yet　of　incense；　and　taking　everything　very　seriously；　both　the　article　and　the　applause　it　provoked。　His　big　face　shone　during　the　reading。　Often；　down　yonder；　far　away；　had　he　dreamed　a　dream　of　having　his　praises　sung　like　this　in　the　newspapers　of　Paris；　of　being　somebody　in　that　society；　the　first　among　all；　on　which　the　entire　world　has　its　eyes　fixed　as　on　the　bearer　of　a　torch。　Now；　that　dream　was　becoming　a　reality。　He　gazed　upon　all　these　people　seated　at　his　board；　the　sumptuous　dessert；　this　panelled　dining…room　as　high；　certainly；　as　the　church　of　his　native　village；　he　listened　to　the　dull　murmur　of　Paris　rolling　along　in　its　carriages　and　treading　the　pavements　beneath　his　windows；　with　the　intimate　conviction　that　he　was　about　to　become　an　important　piece　in　that　active　and　complicated　machine。　And　then；　through　the　atmosphere　of　physical　well…being　produced　by　the　meal；　between　the　lines　of　that　triumphant　vindication；　by　an　effect　of　contrast；　he　beheld　unfold　itself　his　own　existence；　his　youth；　adventurous　as　it　was　sad；　the　days　without　bread；　the　nights　without　shelter。　Then　suddenly；　the　reading　having　come　to　an　end；　his　joy　overflowing　in　one　of　those　southern　effusions　which　force　thought　into　speech；　he　cried；　beaming　upon　his　guests　with　that　frank　and　thick…lipped　smile　of　his：

〃Ah；　my　friends；　my　dear　friends；　if　you　could　know　how　happy　I　am！　What　pride　I　feel！〃

Scarce　six　weeks　had　passed　since　he　had　landed　in　France。　Excepting　two　or　three　compatriots；　those　whom　he　thus　addressed　as　his　friends　were　but　the　acquaintances　of　a　day；　and　that　through　his　having　lent　them　money。　This　sudden　expansion；　therefore；　appeared　sufficiently　extraordinary；　but　Jansoulet；　too　much　under　the　sway　of　emotion　to　notice　anything；　continued：

〃After　what　I　have　just　heard；　when　I　behold　myself　here　in　this　great　Paris；　surrounded　by　all　its　wealth　of　illustrious　names；　of　distinguished　intellects；　and　then　call　up　the　remembrance　of　my　father's　booth！　For　I　was　born　in　a　booth。　My　father　used　to　sell　old　nails　at　the　corner　of　a　boundary　stone　in　the　Bourg…Saint…Andeol。　If　we　had　bread　in　the　house　every　day　and　stew　every　Sunday　it　was　the　most　we　had　to　expect。　Ask　Cabassu　whether　it　was　not　so。　He　knew　me　in　those　days。　He　can　tell　you　whether　I　am　not　speaking　the　truth。　Oh；　yes；　I　have　known　what　poverty　is。〃　He　threw　back　his　head　with　an　impulse　of　pride　as　he　savoured　the　odour　of　truffles　diffused　through　the　suffocating　atmosphere。　〃I　have　known　it；　and　the　real　thing　too；　and　for　a　long　time。　I　have　been　cold。　I　have　known　hungergenuine　hunger；　rememberthe　hunger　that　intoxicates；　that　wrings　the　stomach；　sets　circles　dancing　in　your　head；　deprives　you　of　sight　as　if　the　inside　of　your　eyes　was　being　gouged　out　with　an　oyster…knife。　I　have　passed　days　in　bed　for　want　of　an　overcoat　to　go　out　in；　fortunate　at　that　when　I　had　a　bed；　which　was　not　always。　I　have　sought　my　bread　from　every　trade；　and　that　bread　cost　me　such　bitter　toil；　it　was　so　black；　so　tough；　that　in　my　mouth　I　keep　still　the　flavour　of　its　acrid　and　mouldy　taste。　And　thus　until　I　was　thirty。　Yes；　my　friends；　at　thirty　years　of　ageand　I　am　not　yet　fiftyI　was　still　a　beggar；　without　a　sou；　without　a　future；　with　the　remorseful　thought　of　the　poor　old　mother；　become　a　widow；　who　was　half…dying　of　hunger　away　yonder　in　her　booth；　and　to　whom　I　had　nothing　to　give。〃

Around　this　Amphitryon　recounting　the　story　of　his　evil　days　the　faces　of　his　hearers　expressed　curiosity。　Some　appeared　shocked；　Monpavon　especially。　For　him；　this　exposure　of　rags　was　in　execrable　taste；　an　absolute　breach　of　good　manners。　Cardailhac；　sceptical　and　dainty；　an　enemy　to　scenes　of　emotion；　with　face　set　as　if　it　were　hypnotized；　sliced　a　fruit　on　the　end　of　his　fork　into　wafers　as　thin　as　cigarette　papers。

The　governor　exhibited；　on　the　contrary；　a　flatly　admiring　demeanour；　uttering　exclamations　of　amazement　and　compassion；　while；　not　far　away；　in　singular　contrast；　Brahmin　Bey；　the　thunderbolt　of　war；　upon　whom　this　reading　followed　by　a　lecture　after　a　heavy　meal　had　had　the　effect　of　inducing　a　restorative　slumber；　slept　with　his　mouth　open　beneath　his　white　moustache；　his　face　congested　by　his　collar；　which　had　slipped　up。　But　the　most　general　expression　was　one　of　indifference　and　boredom。　What　could　it　matter　to　them；　I　ask　you；　what　had　they　to　do　with　Jansoulet's　childhood　in　the　Bourg…Saint…　Andeol；　the　trials　he　had　endured；　the　way　in　which　he　had　trudged　his　path？　They　had　not　come　to　listen　to　idle　nonsense　of　that　kind。　Airs　of　interest　falsely　affected；　glances　that　counted　the　ovals　of　the　ceiling　or　the　bread…crumbs　on　the　table…cloth；　mouths　compressed　to　stifle　a　yawn；　betrayed；　accordingly；　the　general　impatience　provoked　by　this　untimely　story。　Yet　he　himself　seemed　not　to　weary　of　it。　He　found　pleasure　in　the　recital　of　his　sufferings　past；　even　as　the　mariner　safe　in　port；　remembering　his　voyagings　over　distant　seas；　and　the　perils　and　the　great　shipwrecks。　There　followed　the　story　of　his　good　luck；　the　prodigious　chance　that　had　placed　him　suddenly　upon　the　road　to　fortune。　〃I　was　wandering　about　the　quays　of　Marseilles　with　a　comrade　as　poverty…stricken　as　myself；　who　is　become　rich；　he　also；　in　the　service　of　the　Bey；　and；　after　having　been　my　chum；　my　partner；　is　now　my　most　cruel　enemy。　I　may　mention　his　name；　/pardi/！　It　is　sufficiently　well　knownHemerlingue。　Yes；　gentlemen；　the　head　of　the　great　banking　house。　'Hemerlingue　&　Co。'　had　not　in　those　days　even　the　wherewithal　to　buy　a　pennyworth　of　/clauvisses/　on　the　quay。　Intoxicated　by　the　atmosphere　of　travel　that　one　breathes　down　there；　the　idea　came　into　our　minds　of　starting　out；　of　going　to　seek　our　livelihood　in　some　country　where　the　sun　shines；　since　the　lands　of　mist　were　so　inhospitable　to　us。　But　where　to　go？　We　did　what　sailors　sometimes　do　in　order　to　decide　in　what　low　hole　they　will　squander　their　pay。　You　fix　a　scrap　of　paper　on　the　brim　of　your　hat。　You　make　the　hat　spin　on　a　walking…stick；　when　it　stops　spinning　you　follow　the　pointer。　In　our　case　the　paper　needle　pointed　towards　Tunis。　A　week　later　I　landed　at　Tunis　with　half　a　louis　in　my　pocket；　and　I　came　back　to…day　with　twenty…five　millions！〃

An　electric　shock　passed　round　the　table；　there　was　a　gleam　in　every　eye；　even　in　those　of　the　servants。　Cardailhac　said；　〃Phew！〃　Monpavon's　nose　descended　to　common　humanity。

〃Yes；　my　boys；　twenty…five　millions　in　liquidated　cash；　without　speaking　of　all　that　I　have　left　in　Tunis；　of　my　two　palaces　at　the　Bardo；　of　my　vessels　in　the　harbour　of　La　Goulette；　of　my　diamonds；　of　my　precious　stones；　which　are　worth　certainly　more　than　the　double。　And　you　know；〃　he　added；　with　his　kindly　smile　and　in　his　hoarse；　plebeian　voice；　〃when　that　is　done　there　will　still　be　more。〃

The　whole　company　rose　to　its　feet；　galvanized。

〃Bravo！　Ah；　bravo！〃

〃Splendid！〃

〃Deuced　cleverdeuced　clever！〃

〃Now；　that　is　something　worth　talking　about。〃

〃A　man　like　him　ought　to　be　in　the　Chamber。〃

〃He　will　be；　/per　Bacco/！　I　answer　for　it；〃　said　the　governor　in　a　piercing　voice；　and　in　the　transport　of　admiration；　not　knowing　how　to　express　his　enthusiasm；　he　seized　the　fat；　hairy　hand　of　the　Nabob　and　on　an　unreflective　impulse　raised　it　to　his　lips。　They　are　demonstrative　in　his　country。　Everybody　was　standing　up；　no　one　sat　down　again。

Jansoulet；　beaming；　had　risen　in　his　turn；　and；　throwing　down　his　serviette：　〃Let　us　go　and　have　some　coffee；〃　he　said。

A　glad　tumult　immediately　spread　through　the　salons；　vast　apartments　in　which　light；　decoration；　sumptuousness；　were　represented　by　gold　alone。　It　seemed　to　fall　from　the　ceiling　in　blinding　rays；　it　oozed　from　the　walls　in　mouldings；　sashes；　framings　of　every　kind。　A　little　of　it　remained　on　your　hands　if　you　moved　a　piece　of　furniture　or　opened　a　window；　and　the　very　hangings；　dipped　in　this　Pactolus；　kept　on　their　straight　folds　the　rigidity；　the　sparkle　of　a　metal。　But　nothing　bearing　the　least　personal　stamp；　nothing　intimate；　nothing　thought　out。　The　monotonous　luxury　of　the　furnished　flat。　And　there　was　a　re…enforcement　of　this　impression　of　a　moving　camp；　of　a　merely　provisory　home；　in　the　suggestion　of　travel　which　hovered　like　an　uncertainty　or　a　menace　over　this　fortune　derived　from　far…off　sources。

Coffee　having　been　served；　in　the　Eastern　manner；　with　all　its　grounds；　in　little　cups　filigreed　with　silver；　the　guests　grouped　themselves　round；　making　haste　to　drink；　scalding　themselves；　keeping　watchful　eyes　on　each　other　and　especially　on　the　Nabob　as　they　looked　out　for　the　favourable　moment　to　spring　upon　him；　draw　him　into　some　corner　of　those　immense　rooms；　and　at　length　negotiate　their　loan。　For　this　it　was　that　they　had　been　awaiting　for　two　hours；　this　was　the　object　of　their　visit　and　the　fixed　idea　which　gave　them　during　the　meal　that　absent；　falsely　attentive　manner。　But　here　no　more　constraint；　no　more　pretence。　In　that　peculiar　social　world　of　theirs　it　is　of　common　knowledge　that　in　the　Nabob's　busy　life　the　hour　of　coffee　remains　the　only　time　free　for　private　audiences；　and　each　desiring　to　profit　by　it；　all　having　come　there　in　order　to　snatch　a　handful　of　wool　from　the　golden　fleece　offered　them　w