Don't be uneasy, any of you; Desire will marry when we find a chance to put him in the Chamber of deputies." This lofty declaration was backed by Goupil, who said:-- "Desire, with an allowance of twenty-four thousand francs a year, will be president of a royal court or solicitor-general; either office leads to the peerage.

A foolish marriage would ruin him." The heirs were now all talking at once; but they suddenly held their tongues when Minoret rapped on the table with his fist to keep silence for the notary.
"Your uncle is a worthy man," continued Dionis.

"He believes he's immortal; and, like most clever men, he'll let death overtake him before he has made a will.

My advice therefore is to induce him to invest his capital in a way that will make it difficult for him to disinherit you, and I know of an opportunity, made to hand.

That little Portenduere is in Saint-Pelagie, locked-up for one hundred and some odd thousand francs' worth of debt.