’There’s no knowing vat anybody does know, and vat anybody does not know,’ said Cohenlupe.

’Look you here, Cohenlupe,’—­and now Melmotte also sank his voice to a whisper,—­’keep your tongue in your mouth; go about just as usual, and say nothing.  It’s all right.  There has been some heavy pulls upon us.’

‘Oh dear, there has indeed!’

‘But any paper with my name to it will come right.’

‘That’s nothing;—­nothing at all,’ said Cohenlupe.

’And there is nothing;—­nothing at all!  I’ve bought some property and have paid for it; and I have bought some, and have not yet paid for it.  There’s no fraud in that.’

‘No...