in the stable. A man
who has suffered as he has, who teaches my kids to read, a general,
an Egyptian, the first lieutenant I ever served under--What do you
think?--Of us all, he is best served. I shared what I had with him.
Unfortunately, it is not much to boast of--bread, milk, eggs. Well,
well; it's neighbors' fare, sir. And he is heartily welcome.--But he has
hurt our feelings."

"He?"

"Yes, sir, hurt our feelings. To be plain with you, I have taken a
larger business than I can manage, and he saw it. Well, it worried
him; he must needs mind the horse! I says to him, 'Really, General----'
'Bah!' says he, 'I am not going to eat my head off doing nothing. I
learned to rub a horse down many a year ago.'--I had some bills out for
the purchase money of my dairy--a fellow named Grados--Do you know him,
sir?"

"But, my good man, I have not time to listen to your story. Only tell me
how the Colonel offended you."

"He hurt our feelings, sir, as sure as my name is Louis Vergniaud, and
my wife cried about it. He heard from our neighbors that we had not a
sou to begin to meet the bills with. The old soldier, as he is, he saved
up all you gave him, he watched for the bill to come in, and he paid it.
Such a trick! While my wife and me, we knew he had no tobacco, poor old
boy, and went without.--Oh! now--yes, he has his cigar every morning!
I would sell my soul for it--No, we are hurt. Well, so I wanted to ask
you--for he said you were a good sort--to lend us a hundred crowns on
the stock, so that we may get him some clothes, and furnish his room.
He thought he was getting us out of debt, you see? Well, it's just
the other way; the old man is running us into debt--and hurt our
feelings!--He ought not to have stolen a march on us like that. And we
his friends, too!--On my word as an honest man, as sure as my name is
Louis Vergniaud, I would sooner sell up and enlist than fail to pay you
back your money----"

Derville looked at the dairyman, and stepped back a few paces to glance
at the house, the yard, the manure-pool, the cowhouse, the rabbits, the
children.

"On my honor, I believe it is characteristic of virtue to have nothing
to do with riches!" thought he.

"All right, you shall have your hundred crowns, and more. But I shall
not give them to you; the Colonel will be rich enough to help, and I
will not deprive him of the pleasure."

"And will that be soon?"

"Why, yes."

"Ah, dear God! how glad my wife will be!"