The French Immortals Series — Complete eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 5,292 pages of information about The French Immortals Series — Complete.

The French Immortals Series — Complete eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 5,292 pages of information about The French Immortals Series — Complete.

“Monsieur Claudet,” said Julien, “can you spare me a few minutes?  I should like to talk to you.”

Claudet raised his head, hesitated for a moment, then, throwing away his hammer and putting on his loose jacket, muttered: 

“I am at your service.”

They left the outhouse together, and entered an avenue of leafy lime-trees, which skirted the banks of the stream.

“Monsieur,” said Julien, stopping in the middle of the walk, “excuse me if I venture on a delicate subject—­but I must do so—­now that I know all.”

“Beg pardon—­what do you know?” demanded Claudet, reddening.

“I know that you are the son of my cousin de Buxieres,” replied the young man with considerable emotion.

The ‘grand chasserot’ knitted his brows.

“Ah!” said he, bitterly, “my mother’s tongue has been too long, or else that blind magpie of a notary has been gossiping, notwithstanding my instructions.”

“No; neither your mother nor Maitre Arbillot has been speaking to me.  What I know I have learned from a stranger, and I know also that you would be master here if Claude de Buxieres had taken the precaution to write out his will.  His negligence on that point has been a wrong to you, which it is my duty to repair.”

“What’s that!” exclaimed Claudet.  Then he muttered between his teeth:  “You owe me nothing.  The law is on your side.”

“I am not in the habit of consulting the law when it is a question of duty.  Besides, Monsieur de Buxieres treated you openly as his son; if he had done what he ought, made a legal acknowledgment, you would have the right, even in default of a will, to one half of his patrimony.  This half I come to offer to you, and beg of you to accept it.”

Claudet was astonished, and opened his great, fierce brown eyes with amazement.  The proposal seemed so incredible that he thought he must be dreaming, and mistrusted what he heard.

“What!  You offer me half the inheritance?” faltered he.

“Yes; and I am ready to give you a certified deed of relinquishment as soon as you wish—­”

Claudet interrupted him with a violent shrug of the shoulders.

“I make but one condition,” pursued Julien.

“What is it?” asked Claudet, still on the defensive.

“That you will continue to live here, with me, as in your father’s time.”

Claudet was nearly overcome by this last suggestion, but a lingering feeling of doubt and a kind of innate pride prevented him from giving way, and arrested the expression of gratitude upon his lips.

“What you propose is very generous, Monsieur,” said he, “but you have not thought much about it, and later you might regret it.  If I were to stay here, I should be a restraint upon you—­”

“On the contrary, you would be rendering me a service, for I feel myself incapable of managing the property,” replied Julien, earnestly.  Then, becoming more confidential as his conscience was relieved of its burden, he continued, pleasantly:  “You see I am not vain about admitting the fact.  Come, cousin, don’t be more proud than I am.  Accept freely what I offer with hearty goodwill!”

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