Banks and banking -- France -- History -- 19th -- Fiction
'If your father and your mother are willing,' continued Jordan, 'we
will get them a place at Clichy, where I have seen some ground floors,
with gardens, at a very reasonable figure. Our little nest is very
nice, but it is too small, and, besides, we shall be needing every inch
of room.' Then smiling again, and turning towards Madame Caroline, who
was greatly touched by this family scene, he added: 'Yes, there will
soon be three of us; we may as well confess it, now that I am earning a
living! So you see, madame, here she is about to make me a present--she
who weeps at having brought me nothing!'
Madame Caroline, who to her incurable despair was condemned to remain
childless, looked at Marcelle, who was blushing slightly. Her eyes
filled with tears. 'Ah! my dear children, love each other well,' she
said; 'you alone are reasonable, you alone are happy!'
Then, before they took their leave, Jordan gave some particulars
concerning the newspaper 'L'Espérance.' With his instinctive horror of
business matters, he spoke of the office as a most singular cavern,
where, himself alone excepted, the entire staff, from the director to
the door porter, had engaged in speculation; and he, because he had not
gambled, had been looked upon with intense disfavour and treated with
contempt by all. Moreover, the fall of the Universal, and especially
the arrest of Saccard, had virtually killed the journal. There had been
a general scattering of the contributors, and Jantrou alone obstinately
clung to the waif, beggared but hoping to derive a livelihood from the
remnants of the wreck. He was now quite done for; those three years of
prosperity during which he had to a monstrous degree enjoyed everything
that could be bought, had finished him off. It was a case similar to
that of those starving people who die of indigestion on the day when
they sit down to table. And the curious feature, though logical for
that matter, was the final downfall of the Baroness Sandorff, who,
driven to desperation, longing to recover her money, had, amid all the
confusion of the catastrophe, become this scoundrel's mistress.
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