“Hurrah for the Emperor!” said Bixiou.
“Crown him! crown him!” cried Vauvinet.
“Three groans for such a good dog! Hurrah for Brazil!” cried Lousteau.
“So, my copper-colored Baron, it is our Valerie that you love; and you are not disgusted?” said Leon de Lora.
“His remark is not parliamentary, but it is grand!” observed Massol.
“But, my most delightful customer,” said du Tillet, “you were recommended to me; I am your banker; your innocence reflects on my credit.”
“Yes, tell me, you are a reasonable creature——” said the Brazilian to the banker.
“Thanks on behalf of the company,” said Bixiou with a bow.
“Tell me the real facts,” Montes went on, heedless of Bixiou’s interjection.
“Well, then,” replied du Tillet, “I have the honor to tell you that I am asked to the Crevel wedding.”