“And you can give me all those ladies’ letters?”
“Have you read the three?”
“Yes,” said the magistrate vehemently, “and I blush for the women who wrote them.”
“Well, we are now alone; admit no one, and let us come to terms,” said Jacques Collin.
“Excuse me, Justice must first take its course. Monsieur Camusot has instructions to seize your aunt.”
“He will never find her,” said Jacques Collin.
“Search is to be made at the Temple, in the shop of a demoiselle Paccard who superintends her shop.”
“Nothing will be found there but rags, costumes, diamonds, uniforms——However, it will be as well to check Monsieur Camusot’s zeal.”
Monsieur de Granville rang, and sent an office messenger to desire Monsieur Camusot to come and speak with him.
“Now,” said he to Jacques Collin, “an end to all this! I want to know your recipe for curing the Countess.”