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The marchioness forgot, however, to state that, a week before the
wedding, Albert freed her from a very embarrassing position, and had
discharged a considerable amount of her debts.
Since then, she had not borrowed more than nine thousand francs of him;
but she intends confessing to him some day how greatly she is annoyed by
her upholsterer, by her dressmaker, by three linen drapers, and by five
or six other tradesmen.
Ah, well, she is all the same a worthy woman; she never says anything
against her son-in-law!
Retiring to his father's home in Poitou, after sending in his
resignation, M. Daburon has at length found rest; forgetfulness will
come later on. His friends do not yet despair of inducing him to marry.
Madame Juliette is quite consoled for the loss of Noel. The eighty
thousand francs hidden by him under the pillow were not taken from her.
They are nearly all gone now though. Before long the sale of a handsome
suite of furniture will be announced.
Old Tabaret, alone, is indelibly impressed. After having believed in the
infallibility of justice, he now sees every where nothing but judicial
errors.
The ex-amateur detective doubts the very existence of crime, and
maintains that the evidence of one's senses proves nothing.
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