Vedie and Kouski, who came to listen, exploded in the kitchen, and as to Flore, she laughed convulsively.
After breakfast, while Jean-Jacques read the newspapers (for they subscribed to the "Constitutionel" and the "Pandore"), Max carried Flore to his own quarters.
"Are you quite sure he has not made any other will since the one in which he left the property to you ?" "He hasn't anything to write with," she answered.
"He might have dictated it to some notary," said Max; "we must look out for that.

Therefore it is well to be cordial to the Bridaus, and at the same time endeavor to turn those mortgages into money.

The notaries will be only too glad to make the transfers; it is grist to their mill.

The Funds are going up; we shall conquer Spain, and deliver Ferdinand VII.
and the Cortez, and then they will be above par.

You and I could make a good thing out of it by putting the old fellow's seven hundred and fifty thousand francs into the Funds at eighty-nine.