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observer might watch with curiosity the crowd of old women; cooks; and

old men assembled about the door of this building; a sight as

remarkable as the cue of people about the Treasury on the days when

the dividends are paid。



〃Well; here you are; rolling in wealth!〃 said old Desroches; coming

into the room just as the Descoings was swallowing her last drop of

coffee。



〃What do you mean?〃 cried poor Agathe。



〃Her trey has turned up;〃 he said; producing the list of numbers

written on a bit of paper; such as the officials of the lottery put by

hundreds into little wooden bowls on their counters。



Joseph read the list。 Agathe read the list。 The Descoings read

nothing; she was struck down as by a thunderbolt。 At the change in her

face; at the cry she gave; old Desroches and Joseph carried her to her

bed。 Agathe went for a doctor。 The poor woman was seized with

apoplexy; and she only recovered consciousness at four in the

afternoon; old Haudry; her doctor; then said that; in spite of this

improvement; she ought to settle her worldly affairs and think of her

salvation。 She herself only uttered two words:



〃Three millions!〃



Old Desroches; informed by Joseph; with due reservations; of the state

of things; related many instances where lottery…players had seen a

fortune escape them on the very day when; by some fatality; they had

forgotten to pay their stakes; but he thoroughly understood that such

a blow might be fatal when it came after twenty years' perseverance。

About five o'clock; as a deep silence reigned in the little

appartement; and the sick woman; watched by Joseph and his mother; the

one sitting at the foot; the other at the head of her bed; was

expecting her grandson Bixiou; whom Desroches had gone to fetch; the

sound of Philippe's step and cane resounded on the staircase。



〃There he is! there he is!〃 cried the Descoings; sitting up in bed and

suddenly able to use her paralyzed tongue。



Agathe and Joseph were deeply impressed by this powerful effect of the

horror which violently agitated the old woman。 Their painful suspense

was soon ended by the sight of Philippe's convulsed and purple face;

his staggering walk; and the horrible state of his eyes; which were

deeply sunken; dull; and yet haggard; he had a strong chill upon him;

and his teeth chattered。



〃Starvation in Prussia!〃 he cried; looking about him。 〃Nothing to eat

or drink?and my throat on fire! Well; what's the matter? The devil

is always meddling in our affairs。 There's my old Descoings in bed;

looking at me with her eyes as big as saucers。〃



〃Be silent; monsieur!〃 said Agathe; rising。 〃At least; respect the

sorrows you have caused。〃



〃MONSIEUR; indeed!〃 he cried; looking at his mother。 〃My dear little

mother; that won't do。 Have you ceased to love your son?〃



〃Are you worthy of love? Have you forgotten what you did yesterday? Go

and find yourself another home; you cannot live with us any longer;

that is; after to…morrow;〃 she added; 〃for in the state you are in now

it is difficult〃



〃To turn me out;is that it?〃 he interrupted。 〃Ha! are you going to

play the melodrama of 'The Banished Son'? Well done! is that how you

take things? You are all a pretty set! What harm have I done? I've

cleaned out the old woman's mattress。 What the devil is the good of

money kept in wool? Do you call that a crime? Didn't she take twenty

thousand francs from you? We are her creditors; and I've paid myself

as much as I could get;that's all。〃



〃My God! my God!〃 cried the dying woman; clasping her hands and

praying。



〃Be silent!〃 exclaimed Joseph; springing at his brother and putting

his hand before his mouth。



〃To the right about; march! brat of a painter!〃 retorted Philippe;

laying his strong hand on Joseph's head; and twirling him round; as he

flung him on a sofa。 〃Don't dare to touch the moustache of a commander

of a squadron of the dragoons of the Guard!〃



〃She has paid me back all that she owed me;〃 cried Agathe; rising and

turning an angry face to her son; 〃and besides; that is my affair。 You

have killed her。 Go away; my son;〃 she added; with a gesture that took

all her remaining strength; 〃and never let me see you again。 You are a

monster。〃



〃I kill her?〃



〃Her trey has turned up;〃 cried Joseph; 〃and you stole the money for

her stake。〃



〃Well; if she is dying of a lost trey; it isn't I who have killed

her;〃 said the drunkard。



〃Go; go!〃 said Agathe。 〃You fill me with horror; you have every vice。

My God! is this my son?〃



A hollow rattle sounded in Madame Descoings's throat; increasing

Agathe's anger。



〃I love you still; my mother;you who are the cause of all my

misfortunes;〃 said Philippe。 〃You turn me out of doors on Christmas…

day。 What did you do to grandpa Rouget; to your father; that he should

drive you away and disinherit you? If you had not displeased him; we

should all be rich now; and I should not be reduced to misery。 What

did you do to your father;you who are a good woman? You see by your

own self; I may be a good fellow and yet be turned out of house and

home;I; the glory of the family〃



〃The disgrace of it!〃 cried the Descoings。



〃You shall leave this room; or you shall kill me!〃 cried Joseph;

springing on his brother with the fury of a lion。



〃My God! my God!〃 cried Agathe; trying to separate the brothers。



At this moment Bixiou and Haudry the doctor entered。 Joseph had just

knocked his brother over and stretched him on the ground。



〃He is a regular wild beast;〃 he cried。 〃Don't speak another word; or

I'll〃



〃I'll pay you for this!〃 roared Philippe。



〃A family explanation;〃 remarked Bixiou。



〃Lift him up;〃 said the doctor; looking at him。 〃He is as ill as

Madame Descoings; undress him and put him to bed; get off his boots。〃



〃That's easy to say;〃 cried Bixiou; 〃but they must be cut off; his

legs are swollen。〃



Agathe took a pair of scissors。 When she had cut down the boots; which

in those days were worn outside the clinging trousers; ten pieces of

gold rolled on the floor。



〃There it is;her money;〃 murmured Philippe。 〃Cursed fool that I was;

I forgot it。 I too have missed a fortune。〃



He was seized with a horrible delirium of fever; and began to rave。

Joseph; assisted by old Desroches; who had come back; and by Bixiou;

carried him to his room。 Doctor Haudry was obliged to write a line to

the Hopital de la Charite and borrow a strait…waistcoat; for the

delirium ran so high as to make him fear that Philippe might kill

himself;he was raving。 At nine o'clock calm was restored。 The Abbe

Loraux and Desroches endeavored to comfort Agathe; who never ceased to

weep at her aunt's bedside。 She listened to them in silence; and

obstinately shook her head; Joseph and the Descoings alone knew the

extent and depth of her inward wound。



〃He will learn to do better; mother;〃 said Joseph; when Desroches and

Bixiou had left。



〃Oh!〃 cried the widow; 〃Philippe is right;my father cursed me: I

have no right to Here; here is your money;〃 she said to Madame

Descoings; adding Joseph's three hundred francs to the two hundred

found on Philippe。 〃Go and see if your brother does not need

something;〃 she said to Joseph。



〃Will you keep a promise made to a dying woman?〃 asked Madame

Descoings; who felt that her mind was failing her。



〃Yes; aunt。〃



〃Then swear to me to give your property to young Desroches for a life

annuity。 My income ceases at my death; and from what you have just

said; I know you will let that wretch wring the last farthing out of

you。〃



〃I swear it; aunt。〃



The old woman died on the 31st of December; five days after the

terrible blow which old Desroches had so innocently given her。 The

five hundred francsthe only money in the householdwere barely

enough to pay for her funeral。 She left a small amount of silver and

some furniture; the value of which Madame Bixiou paid over to her

grandson Bixiou。 Reduced to eight hundred francs' annuity paid to her

by young Desroches; who had bought a business without clients; and

himself took the capital of twelve thousand francs; Agathe gave up her

appartement on the third floor; and sold all her superfluous

furniture。 When; at the end of a month; Philippe seemed to be

convalescent; his mother coldly explained to him that the costs of his

illness had taken all her ready money; that she should be obliged in

future to work for her living; and she urged him; with the utmost

kindness; to re…enter the army and support himself。



〃You might have spared me that sermon;〃 said Philippe; looking at his

mother with an eye that was cold from utter indifference。 〃I have seen

all along that neither you nor my brother love me。 I am alone in the

world; I like it best!〃



〃Make yourself worthy of our affection;〃 answered the poor mother;

struck to the very heart; 〃and we will give it back to you〃




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