Sealed Lips — page 17: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

SEALED LIPS. 9 “Dear old friend! Dear grand genius! How beautiful it was ! How happy you must be!” Having recovered from the embrace and the shock, Godefroid took the night wanderer under a neighboring gas light to stare at him. “Patrice! You! Here in Paris, and I know nothing of it! And I have passed an evening like this without having the only friend that I can rely on here below, nearme! Now, then, be off! You do not deserve that I should look at you any longer!”. “But what the devil! If I tell you that at six o’clock I was at the Lyons station trying to protect my poor traps against duties. I had only time to bave my trunks and person taken to the first place.” “Why not to my house?” “The time would have been well chosen. I had only time to buy a ticket in the pit, at a ridiculous price, and to take my seat before the first measure. If you believe me, I have had no dinner.” “No dinner?” “ No, but that is a discomfort to which I am ac- customed, and according to all appearances I shall be frequently subjected to it. I shall not always be compensated by a chef d’auvre substituting a roast.” “Then your business——?” | “Oh, itis not brilliant, my friend. Never mind business. Talk of yourself. ‘Constantin’ is an ad- mirable work, and its author a celebrity. Listen! To-morrow, when it is broad daylight, we will go to the boulevard together, You will give me your GOmMmiGchooks (E(0)