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clothing。 When the convalescent of the Hopital du Midi; the prisoner

of the Luxembourg; entered the room; Flore Brazier felt a shiver pass

over her at the repulsive sight。 Gilet himself was conscious of that

particular disturbance both of mind and body; by which Nature

sometimes warns us of a latent enmity; or a coming danger。 If there

was something indescribably sinister in Philippe's countenance; due to

his recent misfortunes; the effect was heightened by his clothes。 His

forlorn blue great…coat was buttoned in military fashion to the

throat; for painful reasons; and yet it showed much that it pretended

to conceal。 The bottom edges of the trousers; ragged like those of an

almshouse beggar; were the sign of abject poverty。 The boots left wet

splashes on the floor; as the mud oozed from fissures in the soles。

The gray hat; which the colonel held in his hand; was horribly greasy

round the rim。 The malacca cane; from which the polish had long

disappeared; must have stood in all the corners of all the cafes in

Paris; and poked its worn…out end into many a corruption。 Above the

velvet collar; rubbed and worn till the frame showed through it; rose

a head like that which Frederick Lemaitre makes up for the last act in

〃The Life of a Gambler;〃where the exhaustion of a man still in the

prime of life is betrayed by the metallic; brassy skin; discolored as

if with verdigris。 Such tints are seen on the faces of debauched

gamblers who spend their nights in play: the eyes are sunken in a

dusky circle; the lids are reddened rather than red; the brow is

menacing from the wreck and ruin it reveals。 Philippe's cheeks; which

were sunken and wrinkled; showed signs of the illness from which he

had scarcely recovered。 His head was bald; except for a fringe of hair

at the back which ended at the ears。 The pure blue of his brilliant

eyes had acquired the cold tones of polished steel。



〃Good…morning; uncle;〃 he said; in a hoarse voice。 〃I am your nephew;

Philippe Bridau;a specimen of how the Bourbons treat a lieutenant…

colonel; an old soldier of the old army; one who carried the Emperor's

orders at the battle of Montereau。 If my coat were to open; I should

be put to shame in presence of Mademoiselle。 Well; it is the rule of

the game! We hoped to begin it again; we tried it; and we have failed!

I am to reside in your city by the order of the police; with a full

pay of sixty francs a month。 So the inhabitants needn't fear that I

shall raise the price of provisions! I see you are in good and lovely

company。〃



〃Ah! you are my nephew;〃 said Jean…Jacques。



〃Invite monsieur le colonel to breakfast with us;〃 said Flore。



〃No; I thank you; madame;〃 answered Philippe; 〃I have breakfasted。

Besides; I would cut off my hand sooner than ask a bit of bread or a

farthing from my uncle; after the treatment my mother and brother

received in this town。 It did not seem proper; however; that I should

settle here; in Issoudun; without paying my respects to him from time

to time。 You can do what you like;〃 he added; offering the old man his

hand; into which Rouget put his own; which Philippe shook; 〃whatever

you like。 I shall have nothing to say against it; provided the honor

of the Bridaus is untouched。〃



Gilet could look at the lieutenant…colonel as much as he pleased; for

Philippe pointedly avoided casting his eyes in his direction。 Max;

though the blood boiled in his veins; was too well aware of the

importance of behaving with political prudencewhich occasionally

resembles cowardiceto take fire like a young man; he remained;

therefore; perfectly calm and cold。



〃It wouldn't be right; monsieur;〃 said Flore; 〃to live on sixty francs

a month under the nose of an uncle who has forty thousand francs a

year; and who has already behaved so kindly to Captain Gilet; his

natural relation; here present〃



〃Yes; Philippe;〃 cried the old man; 〃you must see that!〃



On Flore's presentation; Philippe made a half…timid bow to Max。



〃Uncle; I have some pictures to return to you; they are now at

Monsieur Hochon's。 Will you be kind enough to come over some day and

identify them。〃



Saying these last words in a curt tone; lieutenant…colonel Philippe

Bridau departed。 The tone of his visit made; if possible; a deeper

impression on Flore's mind; and also on that of Max; than the shock

they had felt at the first sight of that horrible campaigner。 As soon

as Philippe had slammed the door; with the violence of a disinherited

heir; Max and Flore hid behind the window…curtains to watch him as he

crossed the road; to the Hochons'。



〃What a vagabond!〃 exclaimed Flore; questioning Max with a glance of

her eye。



〃Yes; unfortunately there were men like him in the armies of the

Emperor; I sent seven to the shades at Cabrera;〃 answered Gilet。



〃I do hope; Max; that you won't pick a quarrel with that fellow;〃 said

Mademoiselle Brazier。



〃He smelt so of tobacco;〃 complained the old man。



〃He was smelling after your money…bags;〃 said Flore; in a peremptory

tone。 〃My advice is that you don't let him into the house again。〃



〃I'd prefer not to;〃 replied Rouget。



〃Monsieur;〃 said Gritte; entering the room where the Hochon family

were all assembled after breakfast; 〃here is the Monsieur Bridau you

were talking about。〃



Philippe made his entrance politely; in the midst of a dead silence

caused by general curiosity。 Madame Hochon shuddered from head to foot

as she beheld the author of all Agathe's woes and the murderer of good

old Madame Descoings。 Adolphine also felt a shock of fear。 Baruch and

Francois looked at each other in surprise。 Old Hochon kept his self…

possession; and offered a seat to the son of Madame Bridau。



〃I have come; monsieur;〃 said Philippe; 〃to introduce myself to you; I

am forced to consider how I can manage to live here; for five years;

on sixty francs a month。〃



〃It can be done;〃 said the octogenarian。



Philippe talked about things in general; with perfect propriety。 He

mentioned the journalist Lousteau; nephew of the old lady; as a 〃rara

avis;〃 and won her good graces from the moment she heard him say that

the name of Lousteau would become celebrated。 He did not hesitate to

admit his faults of conduct。 To a friendly admonition which Madame

Hochon addressed to him in a low voice; he replied that he had

reflected deeply while in prison; and could promise that in future he

would live another life。



On a hint from Philippe; Monsieur Hochon went out with him when he

took his leave。 When the miser and the soldier reached the boulevard

Baron; a place where no one could overhear them; the colonel turned to

the old man;



〃Monsieur;〃 he said; 〃if you will be guided by me; we will never speak

together of matters and things; or people either; unless we are

walking in the open country; or in places where we cannot be heard。

Maitre Desroches has fully explained to me the influence of the gossip

of a little town。 Therefore I don't wish you to be suspected of

advising me; though Desroches has told me to ask for your advice; and

I beg you not to be chary of giving it。 We have a powerful enemy in

our front; and it won't do to neglect any precaution which may help to

defeat him。 In the first place; therefore; excuse me if I do not call

upon you again。 A little coldness between us will clear you of all

suspicion of influencing my conduct。 When I want to consult you; I

will pass along the square at half…past nine; just as you are coming

out after breakfast。 If you see me carry my cane on my shoulder; that

will mean that we must meetaccidentallyin some open space which

you will point out to me。〃



〃I see you are a prudent man; bent on success;〃 said old Hochon。



〃I shall succeed; monsieur。 First of all; give me the names of the

officers of the old army now living in Issoudun; who have not taken

sides with Maxence Gilet; I wish to make their acquaintance。〃



〃Well; there's a captain of the artillery of the Guard; Monsieur

Mignonnet; a man about forty years of age; who was brought up at the

Ecole Polytechnique; and lives in a quiet way。 He is a very honorable

man; and openly disapproves of Max; whose conduct he considers

unworthy of a true soldier。〃



〃Good!〃 remarked the lieutenant…colonel。



〃There are not many soldiers here of that stripe;〃 resumed Monsieur

Hochon; 〃the only other that I know is an old cavalry captain。〃



〃That is my arm;〃 said Philippe。 〃Was he in the Guard?〃



〃Yes;〃 replied Monsieur Hochon。 〃Carpentier was; in 1810; sergeant…

major in the dragoons; then he rose to be sub…lieutenant in the line;

and subsequently captain of cavalry。〃



〃Giroudeau may know him;〃 thought Philippe。



〃This Monsieur Carpentier took the place in the mayor's office which

Gilet threw up; he is a friend of Monsieur Mignonnet。〃



〃How can I earn my living here?〃



〃They are going; I think; to establish a mutual insurance a

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