L'Abbe Constantin — Volume 2 by Ludovic Halevy
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Yes, but it was not thus that the thing had come to pass, and hence his
excitement, hence his disturbance. These two women had shown themselves before him in the midst of a circle with which he was familiar, and which had been, if only for this reason, singularly favorable to them. Simple, good, frank, cordial, such they had shown themselves the very first day, and delightfully pretty into the bargain--a fact which is never insignificant. Jean fell at once under the charm; he was there still! At the moment when he dismounted in the barrack-yard, at nine o'clock, the old priest began his campaign joyously. Since the previous evening the Abbe's head had been on fire; Jean had not slept much, but he had not slept at all. He had risen very early, and with closed doors, alone with Pauline, he had counted and recounted his money, spreading out his one hundred Louis-d'or, gloating over them like a miser, and like a miser finding exquisite pleasure in handling his hoard. All that was his! for him! that is to say, for the poor. "Do not be too lavish, Monsieur le Cure," said Pauline; "be economical. I think that if you distribute to-day one hundred francs--" "That is not enough, Pauline. I shall only have one such day in my life, but one I will have. How much do you think I shall give to-day?" "How much, Monsieur le Cure?" "One thousand francs!" "One thousand francs!" "Yes. We are millionaires now; we possess all the treasures of America, |
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