But as miracles do not happen,
I gave her little encouragement to hope."
"I see. I see. Did she say anything else?"
He was so peremptory that Andre-Louis turned to look at him.
"What else did you expect her to say, monsieur my godfather?"
"Oh, nothing."
"Then she fulfilled your expectations."
"Eh? Oh, a thousand devils, why can't you express yourself in a
sensible manner that a plain man can understand without having to
think about it?"
He sulked after that most of the way to the Rue du Hasard, or so
it seemed to Andre-Louis. At least he sat silent, gloomily
thoughtful to judge by his expression.
"You may come and see us soon again at Meudon," he told
Andre-Louis at parting. "But please remember - no revolutionary
politics in future, if we are to remain friends."
CHAPTER VI
POLITICIANS
One morning in August the academy in the Rue du Hasard was invaded
by Le Chapelier accompanied by a man of remarkable appearance, whose
herculean stature and disfigured countenance seemed vaguely familiar
to Andre-Louis.
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