a decent coat, shave every day, and go and read the papers in a cafe.
Then, in the evening, I shall go to the theatre; I shall look like some
retired baker. That is what I want."
"Come, if you will only put this scheme into execution, and be steady,
nothing could be better."
"Do you think so, M. Bossuet? And you--what will you become? A peer of
France?"
"Ah," said Andrea, "who knows?"
"Major Cavalcanti is already one, perhaps; but then, hereditary rank is
abolished."
"No politics, Caderousse. And now that you have all you want, and that
we understand each other, jump down from the tilbury and disappear."
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