"The quickest, the most impulsive people are usually the easiest to lead. Beware of evil associates, Sans-Cravate, that's all; the man who obeys the first suggestions of his anger generally has a weak will; and there are rascals, who, by flattering your passions, sometimes lead you into bad ways."--As he said this, the magistrate glanced at Jean Ficelle, who affected to whistle through his teeth.--"Sans-Cravate, you were at the same table, last night, in a wine shop, with one Laboussole; where did you make that man's acquaintance?" "Faith! monsieur le commissaire, I know him only by having met him at the Petit Bacchus, and, as Jean Ficelle called him his friend, I invited him to have a drink with us." "I!" cried Jean Ficelle; "I didn't know him any more'n you did; just from meeting him at the wine shop. I called him _old fellow;_ that's a term men often use to each other when they're drinking together; but I don't know him." "You lie!" said the magistrate, gazing sternly at the messenger; "you do know that man; you know that he ran a game of chance, a _biribi_, under Pont d'Austerlitz; and you are suspected of having been his confederate." "I, monsieur le commissaire! on my word! what a slander!" "If I were certain of it, you would have ceased to be a messenger before this; for you would be likely to betray the confidence of the public.--As for you, Sans-Cravate, you see how dangerous it is to form intimacies with people you don't know. This Laboussole, in addition to the punishment he has earned for conducting games of chance, is also involved in a serious case of larceny; if you were often seen with such men, your reputation for honesty would suffer. That is what I wanted to say to you. We have too many rascals in Paris now, and it is almost always by frequenting their society that others are ruined. As you know nothing more about Laboussole, you may go." "But, monsieur le commissaire," said Jean Ficelle, in a fawning tone, "we wasn't the only ones with Laboussole in the wine shop; our mate was there, too--Paul, a messenger who has a stand where we do; why don't you examine him too?" "If we do not summon that young man before us, it is presumably because we do not deem it necessary. Our purpose in summoning Sans-Cravate was principally to give him some good advice, and to urge him to distrust evil acquaintances. As for your young comrade, such advice to him is unnecessary. He is neither a drinking man, nor a quarrelsome man, nor a frequenter of wine shops; the best thing you could do would be to take him for a model. You may go now." The two messengers left the magistrate's office. Sans-Cravate was pensive; he seemed to be reflecting upon what had been said to him; but his comrade, who feared the result of his reflections, exclaimed: