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TRICKS AND FARCES OF THE EMBRYO LONG ROBE.
Ten days later, Oscar was taken by Monsieur Moreau to Maitre Desroches, solicitor, recently established in the rue de Bethisy, in a vast apartment at the end of a narrow court-yard, for which he was paying a relatively low price.
Desroches, a young man twenty-six years of age, born of poor parents, and brought up with extreme severity by a stern father, had himself known the condition in which Oscar now was.

Accordingly, he felt an interest in him, but the sort of interest which alone he could take, checked by the apparent harshness that characterized him.

The aspect of this gaunt young man, with a muddy skin and hair cropped like a clothes-brush, who was curt of speech and possessed a piercing eye and a gloomy vivaciousness, terrified the unhappy Oscar.
"We work here day and night," said the lawyer, from the depths of his armchair, and behind a table on which were papers, piled up like Alps.
"Monsieur Moreau, we won't kill him; but he'll have to go at our pace.
Monsieur Godeschal!" he called out.
Though the day was Sunday, the head-clerk appeared, pen in hand.
"Monsieur Godeschal, here's the pupil of whom I spoke to you.

Monsieur Moreau takes the liveliest interest in him.