So you see, your uncle Cardot has many reasons not to take an interest in you, whom he sees only four times a year.

He has never come to call upon me here, though he was ready enough to visit me at Madame Mere's when he wanted to sell his silks to the Emperor, the imperial highnesses, and all the great people at court.

But now the Camusots have turned ultras.

The eldest son of Camusot's first wife married a daughter of one of the king's ushers.
The world is mighty hump-backed when it stoops! However, it was a clever thing to do, for the Cocon d'Or has the custom of the present court as it had that of the Emperor.

But to-morrow we will go and see your uncle Cardot, and I hope that you will endeavor to behave properly; for, as I said before, and I repeat it, that is our last hope." Monsieur Jean-Jerome-Severin Cardot had been a widower six years.