to pay me〃
Crevel only longed to vanish into the cellar； through a trap； as is
done on the stage。
〃Get up； Crevel；〃 said Marneffe； laughing； 〃you are ridiculous。 I can
see by Valerie's manner that my honor is in no danger。〃
〃Go to bed and sleep in peace；〃 said Madame Marneffe。
〃Isn't she clever？〃 thought Crevel。 〃She has saved me。 She is
adorable！〃
As Marneffe disappeared； the Mayor took Valerie's hands and kissed
them； leaving on them the traces of tears。
〃It shall all stand in your name；〃 he said。
〃That is true love；〃 she whispered in his ear。 〃Well； love for love。
Hulot is below； in the street。 The poor old thing is waiting to return
when I place a candle in one of the windows of my bedroom。 I give you
leave to tell him that you are the man I love； he will refuse to
believe you； take him to the Rue du Dauphin； give him every proof；
crush him； I allow itI order it！ I am tired of that old seal； he
bores me to death。 Keep your man all night in the Rue du Dauphin；
grill him over a slow fire； be revenged for the loss of Josepha。 Hulot
may die of it perhaps； but we shall save his wife and children from
utter ruin。 Madame Hulot is working for her bread〃
〃Oh！ poor woman！ On my word； it is quite shocking！〃 exclaimed Crevel；
his natural feeling coming to the top。
〃If you love me； Celestin；〃 said she in Crevel's ear； which she
touched with her lips； 〃keep him there； or I am done for。 Marneffe is
suspicious。 Hector has a key of the outer gate； and will certainly
come back。〃
Crevel clasped Madame Marneffe to his heart； and went away in the
seventh heaven of delight。 Valerie fondly escorted him to the landing；
and then followed him； like a woman magnetized； down the stairs to the
very bottom。
〃My Valerie； go back； do not compromise yourself before the porters。
Go back； my life； my treasure； all is yours。Go in； my duchess！〃
〃Madame Olivier；〃 Valerie called gently when the gate was closed。
〃Why； madame！ You here？〃 said the woman in bewilderment。
〃Bolt the gates at top and bottom； and let no one in。〃
〃Very good； madame。〃
Having barred the gate； Madame Olivier told of the bribe that the War
Office chief had tried to offer her。
〃You behaved like an angel； my dear Olivier； we shall talk of that
to…morrow。〃
Valerie flew like an arrow to the third floor； tapped three times at
Lisbeth's door； and then went down to her room； where she gave
instructions to Mademoiselle Reine； for a woman must make the most of
the opportunity when a Montes arrives from Brazil。
〃By Heaven！ only a woman of the world is capable of such love；〃 said
Crevel to himself。 〃How she came down those stairs； lighting them up
with her eyes； following me！ Never did JosephaJosepha！ she is cag…
mag！〃 cried the ex…bagman。 〃What have I said？ /Cag…mag/why； I might
have let the word slip out at the Tuileries！ I can never do any good
unless Valerie educates meand I was so bent on being a gentleman。
What a woman she is！ She upsets me like a fit of the colic when she
looks at me coldly。 What grace！ What wit！ Never did Josepha move me
so。 And what perfection when you come to know her！Ha； there is my
man！〃
He perceived in the gloom of the Rue de Babylone the tall； somewhat
stooping figure of Hulot； stealing along close to a boarding； and he
went straight up to him。
〃Good…morning； Baron； for it is past midnight； my dear fellow。 What
the devil are your doing here？ You are airing yourself under a
pleasant drizzle。 That is not wholesome at our time of life。 Will you
let me give you a little piece of advice？ Let each of us go home； for；
between you and me； you will not see the candle in the window。〃
The last words made the Baron suddenly aware that he was sixty…three；
and that his cloak was wet。
〃Who on earth told you？〃 he began。
〃Valerie； of course； /our/ Valerie； who means henceforth to be /my/
Valerie。 We are even now； Baron； we will play off the tie when you
please。 You have nothing to complain of； you know； I always stipulated
for the right of taking my revenge； it took you three months to rob me
of Josepha； I took Valerie from you inWe will say no more about
that。 Now I mean to have her all to myself。 But we can be very good
friends； all the same。〃
〃Crevel； no jesting；〃 said Hulot； in a voice choked by rage。 〃It is a
matter of life and death。〃
〃Bless me； is that how you take it！Baron； do you not remember what
you said to me the day of Hortense's marriage： 'Can two old gaffers
like us quarrel over a petticoat？ It is too low； too common。 We are
/Regence/； we agreed； Pompadour； eighteenth century； quite the
Marechal Richelieu； Louis XV。； nay； and I may say； /Liaisons
dangereuses/！〃
Crevel might have gone on with his string of literary allusions； the
Baron heard him as a deaf man listens when he is but half deaf。 But；
seeing in the gaslight the ghastly pallor of his face； the triumphant
Mayor stopped short。 This was； indeed； a thunderbolt after Madame
Olivier's asservations and Valerie's parting glance。
〃Good God！ And there are so many other women in Paris！〃 he said at
last。
〃That is what I said to you when you took Josepha；〃 said Crevel。
〃Look here； Crevel； it is impossible。 Give me some proof。Have you a
key； as I have； to let yourself in？〃
And having reached the house； the Baron put the key into the lock； but
the gate was immovable； he tried in vain to open it。
〃Do not make a noise in the streets at night；〃 said Crevel coolly。 〃I
tell you； Baron； I have far better proof than you can show。〃
〃Proofs！ give me proof！〃 cried the Baron； almost crazy with
exasperation。
〃Come； and you shall have them；〃 said Crevel。
And in obedience to Valerie's instructions； he led the Baron away
towards the quay； down the Rue Hillerin…Bertin。 The unhappy Baron
walked on； as a merchant walks on the day before he stops payment； he
was lost in conjectures as to the reasons of the depravity buried in
the depths of Valerie's heart； and still believed himself the victim
of some practical joke。 As they crossed the Pont Royal； life seemed to
him so blank； so utterly a void； and so out of joint from his
financial difficulties； that he was within an ace of yielding to the
evil prompting that bid him fling Crevel into the river and throw
himself in after。
On reaching the Rue du Dauphin； which had not yet been widened； Crevel
stopped before a door in a wall。 It opened into a long corridor paved
with black…and…white marble； and serving as an entrance…hall； at the
end of which there was a flight of stairs and a doorkeeper's lodge；
lighted from an inner courtyard； as is often the case in Paris。 This
courtyard； which was shared with another house； was oddly divided into
two unequal portions。 Crevel's little house； for he owned it； had
additional rooms with a glass skylight； built out on to the adjoining
plot； under conditions that it should have no story added above the
ground floor； so that the structure was entirely hidden by the lodge
and the projecting mass of the staircase。
This back building had long served as a store…room； backshop； and
kitchen to one of the shops facing the street。 Crevel had cut off
these three rooms from the rest of the ground floor； and Grindot had
transformed them into an inexpensive private residence。 There were two
ways infrom the front； through the shop of a furniture…dealer； to
whom Crevel let it at a low price； and only from month to month； so as
to be able to get rid of him in case of his telling tales； and also
through a door in the wall of the passage； so ingeniously hidden as to
be almost invisible。 The little apartment； comprising a dining…room；
drawing…room； and bedroom； all lighted from above； and standing partly
on Crevel's ground and partly on his neighbor's； was very difficult to
find。 With the exception of the second…hand furniture…dealer； the
tenants knew nothing of the existence of this little paradise。
The doorkeeper； paid to keep Crevel's secrets； was a capital cook。 So
Monsieur le Maire could go in and out of his inexpensive retreat at
any hour of the night without any fear of being spied upon。 By day； a
lady； dressed as Paris women dress to go shopping； and having a key；
ran no risk in coming to Crevel's lodgings； she would stop to look at
the cheapened goods； ask the price； go into the shop； and come out
again； without exciting the smallest suspicion if any one should
happen to meet her。
As soon as Crevel had lighted the candles in the sitting…room； the
Baron was surprised at the elegance and refinement it displayed。 The
perfumer had given the architect a free hand； and Grindot had done
himself credit by fittings in the Pompadour style； which had in fact
cost sixty thousand francs。
〃What I want；〃 said Crevel to Grindot； 〃is that a duchess； if I
brought one there； should be surprised at it。〃
He wanted to have a perfect Parisian Eden for his Eve； his 〃real
lady；〃 his Valerie； his duchess。
〃There are two beds；〃 said Crevel to Hulot； showing him a sofa that
could be made wide enough by pulling out a drawer。 〃This is one； the
other is in the bedroom。 We can both spend the night here。〃
〃Proof！〃 was all the Baron could say。
Crevel took a flat candlestick and