“Quite enough to deceive a Parisian; and then, you know, the most useful agents will have the largest shares.”
“Assuredly,” said the others.
“Well! it is agreed; I am secretary and interpreter. Then as to the money?”
“It shall be divided into twelve parts; but I as ambassador and author of the scheme shall have a share and a half; M. Beausire the same, as interpreter, and because he partly shared my idea; and also a share and a half to him who sells the jewels.”
“So far, then, it is settled! we will arrange the minor details to-morrow, for it is very late,” said Beausire, who was thinking of Oliva, left at the ball with the blue domino, towards whom, in spite of his readiness in giving away louis d’or, he did not feel very friendly.
“No, no; we will finish at once,” said the others. “What is to be prepared?”
“A traveling carriage, with the arms of M. de Souza,” said Beausire.
“That would take too long to paint and to dry,” said Manoël.
“Then we must say that the ambassador’s carriage broke down on the way, and he was forced to use that of the secretary: I must have a carriage, and my arms will do for that. Besides, we will have plenty of bruises and injuries on the carriage, and especially round the arms, and no one will think of them.”
“But the rest of the embassy?”