Mad. A. Now, just between ourselves, in the strictest confidence; do you happen to be aware how the property will be left?
Man. I do not, Madame.
Mad. A. I am in a state of painful apprehension, lest the dear old gentleman should over-estimate the desires and requirements of Madame Laroque, and should, therefore, curtail any little legacy coming to me, to make her portion larger, which would be absolutely throwing money away. I hope you understand my entire want of selfishness in this matter?
Man. I think I do.
Mad. A. I was sure you would. Now, if you will use your power and settle this affair to my advantage, all I can say is, so noble an action would not go unrewarded.
Man. I should hope not.
Mad. A. You will find me substantially grateful; you understand me?
Man. Entirely.
Mad. A. And I you?
Man. Not quite; but in order that you may—I must tell you, Madame—that when you offer me money to rob your benefactor, and mine, you entirely and totally mistake the person you are addressing.