A Parisian Romance — page 127: what you’re looking at

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118 A PARISIAN ROMANCE, ‘i “Yes. I don’t know very much about matters of business, but after the conversation I have just listened to—I—IJ—in short, my dear young lady, are you quite sure that our friend Chevrial deserves all the confidence with which you honor him?” Rosa Guerin threw back her head, and. burst out in a ringing peal of laughter. It was now the doctor’s turn to be-astonished. “What!” she exclaimed, as soon as she had mas- tered her merriment. “Oh! this is too good! So, you thought me the innocent little fly walking into the parlor of the voracious spider! Oh, doctor! doctor! I gave you credit for more perspicacity. What! did you suppose that 1 did not understand what an unmitigated rascal he is?” “Really, my dear mademoiselle,” said the puzzled _ doctor, “my warning, I see, was superfluous, but I cannot comprehend——” “Of course you can’t,” she interrupted, gayly, “and I am really greatly obliged for the evident interest you take in me. Seriously, at first I was innocent enough to believe him, because I made some money on the Turkish securities he recom- mended, but I have been convinced since that I owe him no thanks for that. He made a mistake, that’s all. My dear doctor, I have understood his game for a long time past. The scamp wants to ruin me financially, in order to attain his own ends, to seize the—the—what do you cail it?—moment.” “Propitious,” suggested the doctor. GComicbooks. co