CHAPTER IX, LA MARQUISE DE LAS FLORENTINAS Y CABIROLOS.
The following day, at two o'clock, a young man entered the office, whom Oscar recognized as Georges Marest, now head-clerk of the notary Hannequin.
"Ha! here's the friend of Ali pacha!" he exclaimed in a flippant way.
"Hey! you here, Monsieur l'ambassadeur!" returned Georges, recollecting Oscar.
"So you know each other ?" said Godeschal, addressing Georges.
"I should think so! We got into a scrape together," replied Georges, "about two years ago.

Yes, I had to leave Crottat and go to Hannequin in consequence of that affair." "What was it ?" asked Godeschal.
"Oh, nothing!" replied Georges, at a sign from Oscar.

"We tried to hoax a peer of France, and he bowled us over.

Ah ca! so you want to jockey my cousin, do you ?" "We jockey no one," replied Oscar, with dignity; "there's our charter." And he presented the famous register, pointing to a place where sentence of banishment was passed on a refractory who was stated to have been forced, for acts of dishonesty, to leave the office in 1788.
Georges laughed as he looked through the archives.
"Well, well," he said, "my cousin and I are rich, and we'll give you a fete such as you never had before,--something to stimulate your imaginations for that register.

To-morrow (Sunday) you are bidden to the Rocher de Cancale at two o'clock.