"But Blanche's image is too deeply graven in my heart. However, I wish to try and indemnify poor Urbain for the evil which I have caused him; and the power of gold--" "It is the remedy for all evils, seigneur." "Yes, to a venial soul like yours; you have never known the sweetness of love." "But it is necessary, seigneur, to get rid of this young man for a long time. What prevents you--by means of false advice--from sending him to England, to Turkey, to the devil even?" "In fact, I comprehend." "Travel will distract him from his love; you are a generous rival. Some others in your place, profiting by the occasion, would shut this young man up in some dungeon in this chateau." "Oh, how horrible! to betray the confidence of this mere boy." "In place of that you will give him money, so that he can live like a great lord." "Could I ever pay him for the treasure I have taken from him?" The marquis opened a desk, took sixty thousand livres in notes, which he placed in a pocketbook and returned to find Urbain. The young bachelor, as he noted the elegance of the interior of the chateau, said to himself,-- "It is, perhaps, in a similar abode that Blanche is lamenting at this moment." "In thinking of what you have told me," said Villebelle, "I recall certain circumstances which might, perhaps, put you on the track of her whom you are seeking." "O monsieur le marquis, deign to tell me." "The Marquis de Chavagnac has often made people talk about him by abducting beautiful girls; he has suddenly left Paris, and one may presume that it was on some similar adventure." "Ah, it is he who has stolen Blanche from me." "Remember well that I do not affirm anything." "And does anyone know to which of his chateaux he has gone?" "He is not in France, and, according to what I have learned, has betaken himself to Italy." "To Italy? Then that is where I must go." "Take this pocketbook as a mark of my esteem, and do not spare that which it holds." "Seigneur, I do not know if I should." "Believe my experience; with gold one may gain the duennas, one may seduce jailers, one may surmount many obstacles." "It will be to you, then, that I shall owe my happiness, my felicity. O seigneur, I do not know how to express my gratitude to you." "Go, Urbain, make a tour of Italy, and perhaps you will there find happiness."