“Have you heard the news?” people said to each other in Issoudun.
“What is it?”
“Jean-Jacques inherits everything from his father, even the Rabouilleuse.”
“Don’t you suppose the old doctor was wicked enough to provide a ruler for his son?”
“Rouget has got a treasure, that’s certain,” said everybody.
“She’s a sly one! She is very handsome, and she will make him marry her.”
“What luck that girl has had, to be sure!”
“The luck that only comes to pretty girls.”
“Ah, bah! do you believe that? look at my uncle Borniche-Herau. You have heard of Mademoiselle Ganivet? she was as ugly as seven capital sins, but for all that, she got three thousand francs a year out of him.”
“Yes, but that was in 1778.”