No man in any profession is more thoroughly entitled to have a position of trust and distinction conferred on him by the State than the gentleman to whom we refer--M.

Louis Trudaine." Before Lomaque could look up from the paper to observe the impression which his news produced, Rose had gained her brother's side and was kissing him in a flutter of delight.
"Dear Louis," she cried, clapping her hands, "let me be the first to congratulate you! How proud and glad I am! You accept the professorship, of course ?" Trudaine, who had hastily and confusedly put his letter back in his pocket the moment Lomaque began to read, seemed at a loss for an answer.
He patted his sister's hand rather absently, and said: "I have not made up my mind; don't ask me why, Rose--at least not now, not just now." An expression of perplexity and distress came over his face, as he gently motioned her to resume her chair.
"Pray, is a sub-professor of chemistry supposed to hold the rank of a gentleman ?" asked Madame Danville, without the slightest appearance of any special interest in Lomaque's news.
"Of course not," replied her son, with a sarcastic laugh; "he is expected to work and make himself useful.

What gentleman does that ?" "Charles!" exclaimed the old lady, reddening with anger.
"Bah!" cried Danville, turning his back on her, "enough of chemistry.
Lomaque, now you have begun reading the newspaper, try if you can't find something interesting to read about.

What are the last accounts from Paris?
Any more symptoms of a general revolt ?" Lomaque turned to another part of the paper.

"Bad, very bad prospects for the restoration of tranquillity," he said.