"I have six thousand francs in gold in my strong-box, and twenty thousand more in paper money. You see that I can make war on my own account."
Barras held out his hand to Mademoiselle de Fargas, who pretended not to notice this act of courtesy.
She made an irreproachable courtesy and retired.
"There is a charming viper," said Barras; "but I should not like to be the one to warm it!"
[CHAPTER XIX]
THE TRAVELLERS
As Mademoiselle de Fargas had told Barras, a carriage was waiting for her at the door of the Luxembourg. She entered it, saying to the postilion: "The road to Orléans."
The postilion gathered up the reins, the little bells tinkled, and the carriage sped down the road toward the barrier of Fontainebleau.