'The girl is evidently avaricious,' said Madame Chanteau at last. 'It
is a pitiful failing, but I won't have Lazare worried to death with all
these bothers and vexations.'
Then Chanteau broke in timidly:
'I was never told that any such sum had been spent. It is dreadful to
think of. A hundred thousand francs!'
'Well, what of it!' interrupted his wife sharply. 'It will be all
repaid to her. If our son marries her, he is certainly capable of
making a hundred thousand francs.'
Then they began to discuss the best way out of this difficulty. What
had alarmed Lazare more than anything else was a statement given to him
by Boutigny, which showed a most desperate condition of affairs. The
debts amounted to about twenty thousand francs; and, when Boutigny saw
that his partner was determined to retire, he expressed his intention
of going to Algeria, where, said he, there was a splendid position
awaiting him. But, afterwards, he came to the conclusion that his best
course would be to get the works into his own possession. So he feigned
such unwillingness, and so complicated the accounts, that in the end
he managed to secure the site and buildings and apparatus against
payment of the twenty thousand francs debts; and when, ultimately,
Lazare succeeded in wringing out of him some bills for five thousand
francs, to be paid at intervals of three months, he regarded it as
quite a wonderful victory. On the very next day Boutigny sold off the
apparatus and began to adapt the buildings for the manufacture of
common commercial soda, to be made in the ordinary routine way, without
any ultra-scientific process.
Pauline, who felt a little ashamed at her impulsive movement in favour
of prudence and economy, became quite cheerful again and submissive, as
though she recognised that she had done something for which she ought
to seek pardon. When Lazare produced the bills for the five thousand
francs, Madame Chanteau was quite triumphant, and insisted upon her
niece going upstairs with her to see them put away in the drawer.
'There, my dear, that's five thousand francs we've got back. There they
are: they are all for you. My son has refused to keep a single one of
them to repay him for all the trouble he has had.'
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