“I will go up to-night and see Léonie. What next?”
“Monsieur Destival came to see you; he seemed full of business.”
“Oh, yes! he has spoken to me very often lately about an excellent investment in which I can get ten per cent for my money.”
“I advise you to get as large a per cent as you can, monsieur; for we are running through the funds pretty fast.”
“That is true; I must put my affairs in a better condition.”
“Yes, that wouldn’t be a bad idea.”
“I have been obliged to sell a farm already.”
“Poor farm! When I think of it, it makes me feel sad.”
“Don’t be alarmed, Bertrand, I propose to cut down my expenses after this. I will see Destival, and if he can still find a profitable investment for my money, I shall recover what I have thrown away. Come, my old comrade, no moping; it does no good. I am young and rich. You must agree that I have no reason to despair as yet.”
“That is so, lieutenant; that’s what I said to myself when Schtrack and I were inspecting the cellar, to make sure that everything was all right.”