“But supposing you were never to withdraw it?”
“Then the man could bequeath his claim to his heir.”
“I believe he could oblige you to withdraw it, or to allow it to be sold to defray expenses.”
“You are right, sir, and I wish to spare him that trouble. I make him a present of the carriage.”
“That’s fair enough. Friend, the carriage is yours.”
“But sir,” said the plaintiff, “it is not enough; the carriage is not worth ten louis, and I want the surplus.”
“You are in the wrong. I wish you a pleasant journey, sir, and I hope you will forgive the ignorance of these poor people, who would like to shape the laws according to their needs.”
All this trouble had made me lose a good deal of time, and I determined to put off my departure till the next day. However, I wanted a carriage for Possano and the abbé, and I got my secretary to buy the one I had abandoned for four louis. It was in a deplorable state, and I had to have it repaired, which kept us till the afternoon of the next day; however, so far as pleasure was concerned, the time was not lost.
CHAPTER III
My Arrival at Marseilles—Madame d’Urfe—My Niece Is Welcomed by Madame Audibert—I Get Rid of My Brother and Possano—Regeneration—Departure of Madame d’Urfe—Marcoline Remains Constant