To sue for simple justice in the restoration of his inheritance
would be useless. It would involve a life-long litigation. The
Bourgeois preferred buying it back at whatever price, so that he
could make a gift of it at once to his son, and he had already
instructed his bankers in Paris to pay the price asked by its owner
and forward to him the deeds, which he was ambitious to present to
Pierre and Amelie on the day of their marriage.
The Bourgeois at last looked up from his reverie. Dame Rochelle
closed her book, waiting for her master's commands.
"Has Pierre returned, dame?" asked he.
"No, master; he bade me say he was going to accompany Mademoiselle
Amelie to Lorette."
"Ah! Amelie had a vow to Our Lady of St. Foye, and Pierre, I
warrant, desired to pay half the debt! What think you, dame, of
your godson? Is he not promising?" The Bourgeois laughed quietly,
as was his wont sometimes.
Dame Rochelle sat a shade more upright in her chair. "Pierre is
worthy of Amelie and Amelie of him," replied she, gravely; "never
were two out of heaven more fitly matched.
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