Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Marriage -- Fiction
"Non," said the Mere Cliquelle's husband. "Ze Inglisman's is go--vat
you call it, eh? Ah, yase, is go oot."
"Oh! she's gone out, is she?"
"Ah-h! Yase! yase, yase!" nodded the M.C.'s husband.
"Do--you--know--when--she--will--come--back?"
The Frenchman looked puzzled for a moment, but with a foreigner's
intuitive cleverness be guessed at the gist of the question. "Ah, yase!
you vant to know _son retour_? Cee go walk mit monsieur. Cee go joost
now _a huit heures_, and cee will retour byanby, _a neuf heures_, noine
clock. _Un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six, sept, huit, neuf_"--he
said, counting on his fingers--"o'cloke!"
"Ooo!" said the doctor, giving a satisfied nod, "I understand, she will
be back again at nine o'clock," holding up nine of his fingers in proof.
"I--am--much--obliged--to--you,--I--will--come back again--at nine!"
"Ah-h, yase! Dat is raite. You will retour?"
"Yes, I'll come back again!" said the doctor, as he walked away, after
both had bowed politely to each other, and the Gaul had entreated him to
accept a hundred thousand assurances of his extreme subserviency.
"Confound those stoopid foreigners!" muttered the doctor, as he walked
up the street in the direction of Ingouville, to pass the time.
"Confound those stoopid foreigners! Why, that fellow could have said
all that in half the time in English."
Volume 2, Chapter XV.
"END OF SECOND ACT."
The engulfment of the last straw on which he, the drowning man, had
leant his weight, left Markworth without a single loophole of escape: he
did not know where to turn.
The Jew, Solomonson, had not only advanced him the money required for
carrying on the unsuccessful lawsuit, but he was largely indebted to him
besides; and Solomonson, he knew, was a very Shylock, and although he
might bow and smile, and be the best of friends, and most cordial of
bankers, while things were going on right and he saw some prospect of
getting his money back with a large "pershentage" in addition, still
Markworth was equally well aware that the Jew would rigorously exact his
pound of flesh as soon as he saw the game was up, and the cards exposed,
and he would be the first one to come upon him for the three thousand
pounds, for which he held his bill.
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