France -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; French fiction -- Translations into English
“No, sir, an English woman--one of those people who do their day’s work
by night, and we are ordered to treat her as if she were madame. What
can you have to say to such hack!--Poor Madame, how she cried when she
got into the carriage. ‘Well, it has to be done!’ cried she. ‘I left
that poor dear boy asleep,’ said she, wiping away her tears; ‘Europe, if
he had looked at me or spoken my name, I should have stayed--I could but
have died with him.’--I tell you, sir, I am so fond of madame, that I
did not show her the person who has taken her place; some waiting maids
would have broken her heart by doing so.”
“And is the stranger there?”
“Well, sir, she came in the chaise that took away madame, and I hid her
in my room in obedience to my instructions----”
“Is she nice-looking?”
“So far as such a second-hand article can be. But she will find her part
easy enough if you play yours, sir,” said Europe, going to fetch the
false Esther.
The night before, ere going to bed, the all-powerful banker had given
his orders to his valet, who, at seven in the morning, brought in to him
the notorious Louchard, the most famous of the commercial police, whom
he left in a little sitting-room; there the Baron joined him, in a
dressing gown and slippers.
“You haf mate a fool of me!” he said, in reply to this official’s
greeting.
“I could not help myself, Monsieur le Baron. I do not want to lose my
place, and I had the honor of explaining to you that I could not meddle
in a matter that had nothing to do with my functions. What did I promise
you? To put you into communication with one of our agents, who, as it
seemed to me, would be best able to serve you. But you know, Monsieur le
Baron, the sharp lines that divide men of different trades: if you build
a house, you do not set a carpenter to do smith’s work. Well, there
are two branches of the police--the political police and the judicial
police. The political police never interfere with the other branch, and
vice versa. If you apply to the chief of the political police, he must
get permission from the Minister to take up our business, and you would
not dare to explain it to the head of the police throughout the kingdom.
A police-agent who should act on his own account would lose his place.
“Well, the ordinary police are quite as cautious as the political
police. So no one, whether in the Home Office or at the Prefecture of
Police, ever moves excepting in the interests of the State or for the
ends of Justice.
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