"But my dad will only give two hundred," returned the other.
"Then he don"t need give nothing, for he won"t get "em," answered the chestnut vender sharply. "Two hundred francs for a pitch like this! Why, I have sometimes taken ten francs and more, and that ain"t a lie, on the word of Toto Chupin."
Andre was tickled with this strange designation, and addressed himself to the lad who bore it.
"My good boy," said he, "I think you were here an hour ago. Did you see anything of three gentlemen who came out of the house and stood talking together for a short time?"
The lad turned sharply round and examined his questioner from tip to toe with an air of the most supreme impertinence; and then, in a tone which matched his look, replied,--
"What does it signify to you who they are? Mind your own business, and be off!"
Andre had had some little experience of this delightful cla.s.s of street arab, of which Toto Chupin was so favorable a specimen, and knew their habits, customs, and language.
"Come, my chicken," said he, "spit it out, it won"t blister your tongue, to answer a man who asks a civil question."
"Well, then, I saw "em, sharp enough, and what then?"
"Why, that I should like to have their names if they have such an article belonging to "em!"
Toto raised his cap and scratched his head, as if to stimulate his brains, and as he brushed up his thick head of dirty yellow hair, he eyed Andre cunningly.
"And suppose I know the blokes" names and tells "em out to you, what will you stand?" asked he.
"Ten sous."
The delightful youth puffed out his cheeks, then expelled the pent-up wind by a sudden slap, as a mark of his disgust at the meanness of the offer.
"Pull up your braces, my lord," said he sarcastically, "or you"ll be losing the contents of your breeches pockets. Ten sous, indeed! Perhaps you"d like me to lend "em to yer?"
Andre smiled pleasantly.
"Did you think, my little man, that I was going to offer you twenty thousand shiners?" asked he.
"Won again!" cried Toto; "I laid myself a new hat that you weren"t a fool, and I have collared the stakes."
"Why do you think I am not a fool?"
"Because a fool would have begun by offering me five francs and gone up slick to ten, while you began at a modest figure."
The painter smiled.
"But you were too old a bird to be caught like that," continued the lad; and as he spoke, he stopped, and contracted his brow as if in deep perplexity. Of course he was acquainted with the names, but ought he to give them? Instantly he scented an enemy. Harmless people did not usually ask questions of itinerant chestnut venders, and to open his mouth might be to injure Mascarin, Beaumarchef, or the guileless Tantaine.
This last thought determined the lad.
"Keep your ten sous, my pippin," said the boy; "I"ll tell you what you want to know all gratis and for nothing, because I"ve taken a real fancy to the cut of your mug. The tall chap was Mascarin, the fat un Doctor Hortebise, and t"other--stop, let me think it out in my knowledge box; ah! I have it, he was Verminet."
Andre was so delighted that, drawing from his pocket a five-franc piece, he tossed it to the boy.
"Thanks, my n.o.ble lord," said Chupin, and was about to add something more in a similar vein, when he glanced down the street. His look changed in an instant, and he fixed his eyes upon the painter"s face with a very strange expression.
"What is the matter, my lad?" asked Andre, surprised at this sudden change.
"Nothing," answered Chupin; "nothing at all; only as you seem a decentish sort of chap, I should recommend you to keep your wits about you, and to look out for squalls."
"Eh, what do you mean?"
"I mean--why--be careful, of course. Hang me if I exactly know what I do mean. It is just an idea that came to me all of a jump. But there, be off; I ain"t going to say another word."
With much difficulty Andre repressed his astonishment. He saw that this young scamp was the possessor of many secrets which might be of inestimable value to him; but he also saw that he was determined to hold his tongue, and that it would at present be a waste of time to try and get anything out of him; and an empty cab pa.s.sing at this moment, Andre hailed it, and told the coachman to drive fast to the Champs Elysees. In obedience to the warning that he had just received from Toto, he did not give the name of the _cafe_ where he was to meet De Breulh, for he made up his mind to be careful, yes, extremely careful. He recollected the two odd whistles which had seemed to make Mascarin wince, and which certainly broke off the conference of the three men, and he remembered that it was after a glance down the street that Toto had become less communicative and had given him that curt warning. "By heaven," said he, as the recollection of a story he had read not long ago dawned on him, "I am being followed." He lowered the front gla.s.s of the cab, and attracted the coachman"s attention by pulling him by the sleeve.
"Listen to me," said he, as the man turned, "and do not slacken your speed. Here, take your five francs in advance."
"But look here----"
"Listen to me. Go as sharp as you can to the Rue de Matignon; turn down it, and, as you do, go a bit slower; then drive on like lightning, and when you are in the Champs Elysees do what you like, for your cab will be empty."
The driver chuckled.
"Aha," said he; "I see you are being followed, and you want to give "em leg bail."
"Yes, yes; you are right."
"Then listen to me. Take care when you jump, and don"t do it on the pavement, for t"other is the safest."
Andre succeeded in alighting safely, and turned down a narrow court before his pursuer had entered the street; but it was vain for the young painter to lurk in a doorway, for after five minutes had elapsed there was nothing to be seen, and no spy had made his appearance.
"I have been over-cautious," muttered he.
More than a quarter of an hour had elapsed, and Andre felt that he might leave his hiding-place, and go in quest of De Breulh; and as he approached the spot chosen for their meeting-place, he saw his friend"s carriage, and near it was the owner, smoking a cigar. The two men caught sight of each other almost at the same moment. De Breulh advanced to greet the young man with extended hand.
"I have been waiting for you for the last twenty minutes," said he.
Andre commenced to apologize, but his friend checked him.
"Never mind," returned he; "I know that you must have had some excellent reasons; but, to tell you the honest truth, I had become rather nervous about you."
"Nervous! and why, pray?"
"Do you not recollect what I said the other evening? De Croisenois is a double-dyed scoundrel."
Andre remained silent, and his friend, putting his arm affectionately through his, continued,--
"Let us walk," said he; "it is better than sitting down in the _cafe_.
I believe De Croisenois capable of anything. He had the prospect before him of a large fortune,--that of his brother George; but this he has already antic.i.p.ated. A man in a position like this is not to be trifled with."
"I do not fear him."
"But I do. I am, however, a little relieved by the fact that he has never seen you."