Part 62 (1/2)
”No.”
”Then why wake me?”
”Because I am annoyed.”
”Annoyed! if you wake a man at two o'clock in the morning, at least you should bring him a present. Have you anything for me?”
”No; I come to talk to you.”
”That is not enough.”
”Chicot, M. de Morvilliers came here last evening.”
”What for?”
”To ask for an audience. What can he want to say to me, Chicot?”
”What! it is only to ask that, that you wake me?”
”Chicot, you know he occupies himself with the police.”
”No; I did not know it.”
”Do you doubt his watchfulness?”
”Yes, I do, and I have my reasons.”
”What are they?”
”Will one suffice you?”
”Yes, if it be good.”
”And you will leave me in peace afterwards?”
”Certainly.”
”Well, one day--no, it was one evening, I beat you in the Rue Foidmentel; you had with you Quelus and Schomberg.”
”You beat me?”
”Yes, all three of you.”
”How, it was you! wretch!”
”I, myself,” said Chicot, rubbing his hands, ”do I not hit hard?”
”Wretch!”
”You confess, it was true?”