I feared the ridicule or disgrace that would attach to my name; and yet I have not been able to save it from infamy." The old nobleman remained silent, after pronouncing these words.

In a fit of despair, he buried his face in his hands, and two great tears rolled silently down his wrinkled cheeks.
In the meantime, the door of the room opened slightly, and the tall clerk's head appeared.
M.Daburon signed to him to enter, and then addressing M.de Commarin, he said in a voice rendered more gentle by compassion: "Sir, in the eyes of heaven, as in the eyes of society, you have committed a great sin; and the results, as you see, are most disastrous.

It is your duty to repair the evil consequences of your sin as much as lies in your power." "Such is my intention, sir, and, may I say so?
my dearest wish." "You doubtless understand me," continued M.Daburon.
"Yes, sir," replied the old man, "yes, I understand you." "It will be a consolation to you," added the magistrate, "to learn that M.Noel Gerdy is worthy in all respects of the high position that you are about to restore to him.

He is a man of great talent, better and worthier than any one I know.

You will have a son worthy of his ancestors.