"Ah, good! What will he do now?"
"He is going to Germany in a good travelling carriage, with seven or eight thousand francs, which he knows when to lay his hand upon. Oh, I have no fears for the vicomte! He is one of those personages who always fall on their feet, as they say."
"And he has no future expectancies?"
"None; for his father has nothing but just enough to live upon."
"His father?"
"Certainly."
"M. le Vicomte's father is not dead?"
"He was not dead five or six months ago when M. le Vicomte wrote to him for some family papers."
"But we never see him here?"
"For reasons good. For fifteen years he has resided in the country at Angers."