"I only arrived last night, and have simply learned that their château is not more than two leagues away, and that they must soon leave it to return to Paris."
"Four millions!" cried the Marquis. "And to think that this fortune may escape us!"
"The marriage is not yet decided, then?"
"Not precisely; and the smallest incident may ruin my plans. This Labarre must be made to speak, even if violence be necessary."
"He is an incorruptible old fellow, and these honest people are sometimes very hard to deal with."
The Marquis looked at him intently for a minute or two in silence, and then, with an indescribable smile, said:
"I think we can manage him, nevertheless!"
Cyprien smiled.
"You know, beside," continued the Marquis, "that I am not ungrateful. Let this Labarre surrender this secret and my son become the husband of young Irène de Salves, and my position becomes stronger than ever. And you may be certain that I shall not forget you!"
"I hope, sir, that it may be soon in my power to render you a most important service."