At last he spoke.
'I shall telegraph for Casimir,' he said.

'Good Casimir! a fellow of the lower order of intelligence, Jean-Marie, distinctly not creative, not poetic; and yet he will repay your study; his fortune is vast, and is entirely due to his own exertions.

He is the very fellow to help us to dispose of our trinkets, find us a suitable house in Paris, and manage the details of our installation.

Admirable Casimir, one of my oldest comrades! It was on his advice, I may add, that I invested my little fortune in Turkish bonds; when we have added these spoils of the mediaeval church to our stake in the Mahometan empire, little boy, we shall positively roll among doubloons, positively roll! Beautiful forest,' he cried, 'farewell! Though called to other scenes, I will not forget thee.
Thy name is graven in my heart.

Under the influence of prosperity I become dithyrambic, Jean-Marie.