“I am willing to admit that doctors are infallible,” replied la Peyrade; “but, in spite of your discouragement, you must allow me, my friend, to persist in my suit to Mademoiselle Colleville. Perhaps it is ridiculous to confess it, but the truth is I am gradually falling in love with that little girl. It isn’t that her beauty is resplendent, or that the glitter of her ‘dot’ has dazzled me, but I find in that child a great fund of sound sense joined to simplicity; and, what to mind is of greater consequence, her sincere and solid piety attracts me; I think a husband ought to be very happy with her.” “Yes,” said Cerizet, who, having been on the stage, may very well have known his Moliere, “this marriage will crown your wishes with all good; it will be filled with sweetness and with pleasures.” The allusion to Tartuffe was keenly felt by la Peyrade, who took it up and said, hotly:-- “The contact with innocence will disinfect me of the vile atmosphere in which I have lived too long.” “And you will pay your notes of hand,” added Cerizet, “which I advise you to do with the least possible delay; for Dutocq here was saying to me just now that he would like to see the color of your money.” “I? not at all,” interposed Dutocq. “I think, on the contrary, that our friend has a right to the delay.” “Well,” said la Peyrade, “I agree with Cerizet. I hold that the less a debt is due, and therefore the more insecure and open to contention it is, the sooner one ought to free one’s self by paying it.” “But, my dear la Peyrade,” said Dutocq, “why take this bitter tone?” Pulling from his pocket a portfolio, la Peyrade said:-- “Have you those notes with you, Dutocq?” “Faith! no, my dear fellow,” replied Dutocq, “I don’t carry them about with me; besides, they are in Cerizet’s hands.” “Well,” said the barrister, rising, “whenever you come to my house I’ll pay you on the nail, as Cerizet can tell you.” “What! are you going to leave us without your coffee?” said Cerizet, amazed to the last degree. “Yes; I have an arbitration case at eight o’clock. Besides, we have said all we had to say. You haven’t your lease, but you’ve got your twenty five thousand francs in full, and those of Dutocq are ready for him whenever he chooses to come to my office. I see nothing now to prevent me from going where my private business calls me, and I therefore very cordially bid you good-bye.” “Ah ca! Dutocq,” cried Cerizet, as la Peyrade disappeared, “this means a rupture.” “Prepared with the utmost care,” added Dutocq. “Did you notice the air with which he pulled out that pocket-book?” “But where the devil,” said the usurer, “could he have got the money?” “Probably,” replied Dutocq, sarcastically, “where he got that with which he paid you in full for those notes you sold at a sacrifice.” “My dear Dutocq,” said Cerizet, “I’ll explain to you the circumstances under which that insolent fellow freed himself, and you’ll see if he didn’t rob me of fifteen thousand francs.”