The Son of Clemenceau, A Novel of Modern Love and Life

, Monsieur Lucien,

end of mine, who has heard me speak of you, and wished to pay

ountry," said the bandit, bow

te with the most pu

aiting here some time

ut twenty

s been with me quite a quarter of an hour since then; he

andi," replied Lucien,

that Monsieur Lucien was here

andit, "and it is just as unpunctual to be a quarter of an

hit at me, Orlandi,"

account you may have started earlier, for I know your punctual habits, Monsieur Lucien, and I kn

out that, Orlandi; this wil

exchange upon that subject, Mon

l have the goodn

t your

ed towards

excuse me

rse;" I

hrough which Orlandi had appeared halted at the top of it,

he same manner as young de Franchi, and was clothed like him; but his dress showed traces of more frequent contact with t

ut, and had I heard it I could not have unders

was refuting with some heat a series of arguments which the youn

and more energetic. His voice became subdued, and he at l

was now over, and the men d

"Orlandi wishes to shake you

r what?

be one of his sponsors.

will readily accept, without ev

, who did me the honour to touch

has been arranged according to his wishes," said

a marriage abou

t perhaps there

ssed over the bandit'

n, because you wished it; but marri

probabilities; but let us talk of something else. Did you not hear

were saying,

ght have thought was

a bird crow, but I thought

n the great chestnut tree you saw about a hundred pac

Lucien, "we must

if I had not thought that in the village they would be

added, turning to me and throwing on his shoulder the gun h

aim as you, and I will be quite content to d

ied Lucien, "and you would probably fire too low. But if you have no