Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern — Volume 3 by Unknown
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can't succeed. They set up to be the only honest fellows in business. In
my opinion, Monsieur, a timid and mediocre man should not insist upon remaining at the head of a bank, but should turn the position over to his son. _Fourchambault_--You are still harping on that? But, my dear, you might as well bury me alive! Already I'm a mere cipher in my family. _Madame Fourchambault_--You do not choose your time well to pose as a victim, when like a tyrant you are refusing me a mere trifle. _Fourchambault_--I refuse you nothing. I merely explain my position. Now do as you like. It is useless to expostulate. _Madame Fourchambault_--At last! But you have wounded me to the heart, Adrien, and just when I had a surprise for you-- _Fourchambault_--What is your surprise? [_Aside_: It makes me tremble.] _Madame Fourchambault_--Thanks to me, the Fourchambaults are going to triumph over the Duhamels. _Fourchambault_--How? _Madame Fourchambault_--Madame Duhamel has been determined this long time to marry her daughter to the son of the prefect. _Fourchambault_--I knew it. What about it? _Madame Fourchambault_--While she was making a goose of herself so |
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