Sealed Lips — page 119: what you’re looking at

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SEALED LIPS. 111 “Five hundred thousand francs!” exclaimed he, laying his pencil on the table. “Is it possible that you have earned five hundred thousand francs by writing quavers !” “Why!” replied Godefroid, modestly, “my one operetta was played three hundred times in Paris. Add to this the performances in the country and abroad. Then remember that I have no house, horses, wife, or children. I had one child, but for five years he has not cost me much. Certainly five hundred thousand francs is a good sum, even for a man who is accused of hoarding up his money. I should have thought——” “Good!” said Patrice, “now you are going to complain. What do you lack? Would you be any happier if you had a million?” Godefroid did not reply, but lost in thought, shook his head softly, as if to say: “IT do not think one million would be too much for what I have in mind.” Madame Sauval’s visits were just as regular, con- fidential, and long asever. If she happened to meet Patrice she would give him a few gracious words, a smiie, and ashake of the hand. O’Farrell felt a great antipathy for this woman, not doubting but that on her side she detested him, too, but he treated her with ceremonious politeness. He felt that grave events were going to happen in which his role, to all appearances, was likely to be a thankless cne. A thousand daily occurrences con- S GOmichboo KS (E(@)