xir of life," said one.
"He has made a bargain with the devil," replied the other.
"He ought to give us the bulk of it; that fat Minoret doesn't need
anything," said Massin.
"Ah! but Minoret has a son who'll waste his substance," answered
Cremiere.
"How much do you really think the doctor has?"
"At the end of twelve years, say twelve thousand francs saved each year,
that would give one hundred and forty-four thousand francs, and the
interest brings in at least one hundred thousand more. But as he
must, if he consults a notary in Paris, have made some good strokes of
business, and we know that up to 1822 he could get seven or eight per
cent from the State, he must now have at least four hundred thousand
francs, without counting the capital of his fourteen thousand a year
from the five per cents. If he were to die to-morrow without leaving
anything to Ursula we should get at least seven or eight hundred
thousand francs, besides the house and furniture."
"Well, a hundred thousand to Minoret, and three hundred thousand apiece
to you and me, that would be fair."
"Ha, that would make us comfortable!"
"If he did that," said Massin, "I should sell my situation in court
and buy an estate; I'd try to be judge at Fontainebleau, and get myself
elected deputy."
"As for me I should buy a brokerage business," said the collector.
"Unluckily, that girl he has on his arm and the abbe have got round him.
I don't believe we can do anything with him."
"Still, we know very well he will never leave anything to the Church."
CHAPTER IV. ZELIE
The fright of the heirs at beholding their uncle on his way to mass will
now be understood. The dullest persons have mind enough to foresee a
danger to self-interests. Self-interest constitutes the mind of the
peasant as well as that of the diplomatist, and on that ground the
stupidest of men is sometimes the most powerful. So the fatal reasoning,
"If that little Ursula has influence enough to drag her godfather into
the pale of the Church she will certainly have enough to make him leave
her his property," was now stamped in letters of fire on the brains of
the most obtuse heir. The post master had forgotten about his son in his
hurry to reach the square; for if the doctor were really in the church
hearing mass it was a question of losing two hundred and fifty thousand
francs. It must be admitted that the fears of these relations came from
the strongest and most legitimat
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