"Tell them I do not know whence this gift comes, but it is the first and only thing I have to offer them, and I send it to them as a proof of my eternal gratitude."
Some days after, he had another surprise. In a beautiful little writing-desk left at the porter's by one of the boys of Bordier, the celebrated worker in ebony, the Marquis found this note:
"Your heart tells you truly that some one is interested in you. That is well. Send these two letters as addressed."
In one compartment of the desk Létorière found two sealed letters. One was addressed:
To Monsieur Landry, tailor, at The Golden Scissors.
The other: To Mons. Buston, attorney to the Castle.
This gentleman, the lawyer engaged in the Marquis's lawsuit, had hardly been willing to take any steps for fear of not being paid for his services.
Létorière and Dominique looked at each other in amazement.
"What did I tell you?" cried the ex-professor; "will you believe me now? will you defy your destiny? I have always told you that you would have nothing to envy in the son of Clinias!"
Surprised at this incident, whose consequences he could not foresee, the Marquis begged Dominique to deliver the attorney's letter, and sent Master Landry's by the porter. An hour after, the tailor, Madelaine, and the apprentice were at the feet of the young gentleman.