human
By all that's good! It was well done of him, all the same! that's what I call honor! And to think that a man will get ugly and lose a friend, just for a wink of a woman's eye, for an infernal petticoat and what's underneath it! Bah! what a fool! Well, I can't stand it, I must let the cat out of the bag!--How did you find out that Paul was a messenger?
gpt
In this way, monsieur. Four or five months ago, I was sick, and Paul stayed with me and nursed me; he did not go to work at all. 'Don't you worry,' he'd say; 'there's another clerk, who has promised to take my place and do my work.'--I must tell you, monsieur, that I live on Vieille Rue du Temple, near Rue Barbette----
human
Near Rue Barbette! cried Sans-Cravate;
gpt
Yes, monsieur; that's the house.
human
Go on, madame, go on.
gpt
Well! one morning, when I had been getting better for some days, Paul, who had gone back to his office,--at least, so he told me,--came to make sure that I was still improving. He had been with me a little while, when a tall girl came in with some fruit I had ordered of my regular fruit dealer, on Rue Barbette.--But what's the matter, monsieur? you seem agitated.
human
It's nothing, madame; I'll tell you in a minute. Go on, please, and finish your story.
gpt
This tall girl gave a cry of surprise when she saw Paul; I saw that she knew him and that she was astonished to find him dressed so well. I noticed that Paul whispered a few words to her, but I found out nothing then. But when Bastringuette--that was the girl's name--came again to bring something from the fruit woman, who is her cousin, she cried out: 'Ah! madame, that's a mighty fine fellow, that Monsieur Paul!' And--but why are you weeping, monsieur?
human
Go on--pray go on, madame.
gpt
Well, monsieur, some little time ago, Paul ceased to come as usual; I was anxious and worried, when Bastringuette appeared and brought me the money Paul was to pay that day to one of the creditors; she told me that he had been obliged to take a short journey, and would come to see me when he returned. To cut the story short, monsieur, time passed and Paul did not come, but Bastringuette continued to bring me money from him. I questioned her; she was embarrassed and confused in her answers, and I thought that I understood that Paul no longer owned his good clothes, and that he would not come to see me in his jacket for fear I should discover his occupation. I caught the word _messenger_, and several times she mentioned the name of this street----
human
Enough, enough, madame!--Ah! Paul! my poor Paul! So it is true, after all! You never deceived me; it wasn't to see Bastringuette that you went to that house!
gpt
What do you mean, monsieur?
human
What do I mean: that I am a beggarly brute--a cur! that I struck Paul and wounded him, because I thought he was living with my mistress, when he was thinking of nobody but you and of his benefactor's good name! Damnation! but I will make up for it all; I will make him as happy as he deserves to be.
gpt
What do you mean, monsieur?
human
Oh! let us go and find him first; I long to embrace him--if only he'll forgive me. Come, my good woman, come along; if you can't run, I'll carry you; but let's make haste, for I can't hold in any longer!