Angelot Part 22
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"Monsieur de la Mariniere--" he said rather gruffly--"Yes, he came to see me. He is of Madame de Sainfoy's opinion--he is a sensible man. No one would be more angry at your idiotic stories about his son. Now what next? I come down on the Prefect with your information, and demand the arrest of all these people, unless--hein?"
"There are objections to that plan, monsieur."
"What are they?"
"Well, to begin with, Monsieur le Prefet may not be managed so easily.
He is quite capable of going to Paris and laying the whole case before the Emperor, who respects him. He might point out Monsieur Joseph de la Mariniere's close relations.h.i.+p with all these people who have rallied to the Empire. He might make it appear like personal spite of yours, monsieur, because Monsieur de Sainfoy had refused you his daughter. And such a course would spoil your chance in another way, monsieur. It would make all the family hate you. Even Madame la Comtesse could hardly be on your side, if you had done that. And besides, it would kill at one blow all my chances in this department. I think we must go to work more quietly, monsieur. At least, I think we must keep threats and arrests for a last resort, now that you have told me everything."
"Then you would say no more to the Prefect?"
"Not another word, monsieur. I would be silent. I would appear to accept the Prefect's decision, and Monsieur de Sainfoy's answer. But after a few days I would make some pretext for going to Paris. I am going there myself next week; I have leave to visit my old father. Then, monsieur, by spending a little money at the centre of things--well, a thunderbolt out of a clear sky is very effective, monsieur, and that is what we will try to manufacture."
Simon grinned and licked his lips.
"Then what have I paid you three thousand one hundred francs for, rascal, if the information about all this Chouannerie is to be of no use?"
"Well, of course, it is at Monsieur le General's service. It gives him a hold over Monsieur le Prefet, at any time. That was desired, I understood. All I say is, I would not use it just yet. The circ.u.mstances are delicate. When I sold the information, and dirt cheap too, I knew nothing of all the interesting romance Monsieur le General has told me.
An affair of marriage wants tender handling. This one, especially, wants very clever management. If I, in Monsieur le General's place, meant to be the husband of Mademoiselle de Sainfoy, I would not begin by doing anything to make myself still more odious in the eyes of her friends and relations."
"Still more odious, fellow! What do you mean?"
"Pardon! I am only arguing from your own words, monsieur. You told me what her father said, and what Monsieur le Prefet said. One makes one's deductions, hein!"
"Ah! You had better not be impudent. I am not a person to be played with, Monsieur Simon!"
"Heaven forbid! I have the deepest respect for Monsieur le General. And now let me explain my plan a little further."
"Hold your tongue with your infernal plans, and let me think," said Ratoneau.
He got up and began pacing up and down the room with his head bent, in a most unusually thoughtful state of mind. The dark, treacherous eyes of Simon followed him as he walked. His brain was working too, much more swiftly and sharply than the General's. This little affair was going to bring him in considerably more than five thousand francs, or he would know the reason why. Presently he spoke in a low, cautious voice.
"The person to approach is Monsieur le Duc de Frioul. A direct order from His Majesty would be the quickest and most certain way of bringing the marriage about. It is not a police question, that. Monsieur le General has certainly deserved the favour, and the Emperor does not very often refuse officers in matters of this kind."
"Mille tonnerres, Simon, you talk like an amba.s.sador," said Ratoneau, with a laugh. "Yes, I know Duroc; but there was never any love lost between us. However, I might get at him through Monge, and other people.
Sapristi, Monge will have enough to do for me!" He was thinking aloud.
But now he turned on his counsellor with sudden fierceness.
"And am I to leave this Chouan plot to go its own way under the Prefect's protection?" he said. "A pretty idea, that!"
"Ah! when once Monsieur le General has peacefully secured his prize, _then_ he can do as he thinks right about public affairs," said Simon, with a sneer.
"Then I can punish my enemies, hein?" said Ratoneau.
"You can indeed, monsieur. With my information, you might very probably ruin Monsieur le Prefet, besides causing the arrest of Monsieur de la Mariniere, his nephew, Monsieur d'Ombre, and several other gentlemen whom I shall be able to point out. You could make a clean sweep of Chouannerie in Anjou, monsieur. It is very desirable. All I say is, make sure of your wife first."
Still Ratoneau walked up and down the room. With arms folded and head bent, he looked more _le gros caporal_ than ever.
Presently he stopped short and turned to Simon.
"Get along with you, fellow, and hold your tongue," he said. "I will have nothing to do with your dirty tricks. I will settle the matter with Monsieur le Prefet."
"But me, monsieur? What will become of me?"
"What do I care! A snake in the gra.s.s, like you, can look after himself."
"But my other two thousand francs, Monsieur le General?"
"You shall have them when the affair is settled. Do you hear me? Go--or wait to be kicked. Which shall it be?"
CHAPTER XIV
IN WHICH THREE WORDS CONTAIN A GOOD DEAL OF INFORMATION
It was not so easy for Angelot to make his peace with Uncle Joseph, who was more than a little angry with him.
"Yes, my boy, you were foolish, as well as ungrateful. It was a chance, it was a moment, that will not occur again. It was better that the idea should seem to come from me, not from you, and it seemed the only way to save that pretty girl from some marriage she will hate. I thought you would at least be ready to throw yourself at her feet--but you were not even that, Angelot. You refused her--you refused Mademoiselle Helene, after all you had told me--and do you know what that mother of hers has been planning for her? No? Don't look at me with such eyes; it is your own doing. Madame de Sainfoy would arrange a marriage for her with General Ratoneau, if Herve would consent. He says he will not, he says a convent would be better--"
"Ah!" Angelot gave a choked cry, and stamped violently in the sand. "Ah!
Ratoneau or a convent! Dieu! Not while I live!"
"Very fine to say so now!" said Monsieur Joseph, shaking his head.
He was ready to go out shooting in the fresh morning air. His gun leaned against the bench where he was sitting, and his dog watched him with eager eyes. His delicate face was dark with melancholy disgust as he looked at the boy he loved, tramping restlessly up and down between him and the fir trees.
"You don't listen to me, Uncle Joseph; you don't understand me!" Angelot cried out pa.s.sionately. "What do you take me for? It was for her sake that I answered as I did. It was because she had told me, one minute before, that her mother would kill her if she knew that she--that I--"
He sprang to the bench, threw himself down by Monsieur Joseph, flung his arm around his shoulders.
"Ah, little uncle, voyons, tell me everything. You said you would help me--"
"Help you! I am well repaid when I try to help you!" said Joseph, with a short laugh.
"But that was not the way! Come, come!" and Angelot laid his head against the little uncle's shoulder, coaxing and caressing him as he might have done ten years before, as Riette would do now.
"Ah, diable! what would you have? I offered them you in the place of Ratoneau or a convent, and you would not even wait to hear what they said. Nonsense about her mother! Mothers do not kill their children in these days. Mademoiselle is a little extravagant."
"I don't believe it. She knows her mother. I think Madame de Sainfoy would stop at nothing--no ill-treatment--to force her own way. I saw it in her face, I met her eyes when you dragged me into the room. Uncle Joseph, I tell you she hates me already, and if she thinks I am an obstacle to her plans, she will never let me see Helene again."
"Where were you, then, when I called you, good-for-nothing?"
"I was on the stairs, talking to her. Her mother had sent her out of the room--"
"On my word, you s.n.a.t.c.h your opportunities!"
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