Chapter

 1 4  |               Rabourdin's office named Phellion, a respectable family-man.
 2 4  |            with gold buckles. Monsieur~Phellion received his friends on
 3 4  |              particular piece of~work, Phellion gave all his mind to it,--
 4 4  |               solemn phrases. Monsieur Phellion's face~was that of a pensive
 5 4  |        exercise over himself. Monsieur Phellion came slowly up the stairs,~
 6 4  |               contrast to the virtuous Phellion. Vimeux was a young man
 7 4  |               a gift, that young man!"~Phellion said of him when he saw
 8 4  |        Englishwoman for~half that sum. Phellion, who delighted in his neat
 9 6  |             side you'll take, Monsieur Phellion. Well, I'll bet a dinner~
10 6  |                Bruel, what say~you?"~ ~Phellion [laying down his pen]. "
11 6  |              am as curious as Monsieur Phellion to know what grounds~Monsieur
12 6  |              for vaudevilles there."~ ~Phellion [at the door]. "We all want
13 6  |             division."~ ~Bixiou. "Papa Phellion, you know geography?"~ ~
14 6  |                 you know geography?"~ ~Phellion [bridling up]. "I should
15 6  |               Bixiou. "And history?"~ ~Phellion [affecting modesty]. "Possibly."~ ~
16 6  |               of the administration."~[Phellion, Poiret, and Thuillier listen
17 6  |            what I ought not to see."~ ~Phellion [delighted]. "Well said,
18 6  | ballet-mistress, Castaing's victim."~ ~Phellion. "What has an actress to
19 6  |           respectfully of his wife."~ ~Phellion. "A defenceless woman should
20 6  |         understand Monsieur~Bixiou."~ ~Phellion [with an elegaic air]. "
21 6  |           Vimeux the office sheet, and Phellion departs with them.]~ ~At
22 8  |                it.~ ~Bixiou [mimicking Phellion's voice]. "Gentlemen, I
23 8  |                we are all~exposed--"~ ~Phellion [in a loud voice]. "Monsieur
24 8  |         Faucher, and the~massacres."~ ~Phellion. "He asserts very flippantly
25 8  |          itself turns to~corrosion."~ ~Phellion. "Your language is unparliamentary
26 8  |             into the police-courts."~ ~Phellion [wishing to avert a quarrel,
27 8  |              saying about it, Monsieur~Phellion?"~ ~Phellion [reading]. "
28 8  |              it, Monsieur~Phellion?"~ ~Phellion [reading]. "Question.--What
29 8  |           interrupt; let him go on."~ ~Phellion [continuing]. "Quest.--Whence
30 8  |                 amazed]. "God said?"~ ~Phellion. "Yes, monsieur; tradition
31 8  |                interrupt, yourself."~ ~Phellion [resuming]. "--and he hath
32 8  |            soul is the eye of what?"~ ~Phellion [continuing]. "Quest.--What
33 8  |               that to young ladies?"~ ~Phellion. "Yes" [continuing]. "Quest.--
34 8  |       indecorous, to say the least."~ ~Phellion [aggrieved]. "Oh, monsieur!" [
35 8  |             that sell for anything?"~ ~Phellion. "I hope it will. It requires
36 8  |           Thuillier. "No; a riddle."~ ~Phellion. "I am sorry I interrupted
37 8  |                 They all depart except Phellion and Poiret, who are left
38 8  |            find the office~deserted.~ ~Phellion. "My young friend" [he rose,
39 8  |                about in the~office--" [Phellion stopped short, caught the
40 8  |           Sebastien's~shoulders, while Phellion gave him some water to drink.
41 8  |              weep. He laid his head on~Phellion's desk, and all his limbs
42 8  |              sufferings of another.]~ ~Phellion [speaking firmly]. "Come,
43 8  |              in the arms of Poiret and Phellion.~ ~Rabourdin. "What is the
44 8  |              young friend." [Speaks to Phellion.] "Where are the~other gentlemen?"~ ~
45 8  |                the~other gentlemen?"~ ~Phellion. "They have gone into Monsieur
46 8  |         Sebastien~with him. Poiret and Phellion look at each other in amazement,
47 8  |             what to say.]~ ~Poiret [to Phellion]. "Monsieur Rabourdin--"~ ~
48 8  |                Monsieur Rabourdin--"~ ~Phellion [to Poiret]. "Monsieur Rabourdin--"~ ~
49 8  |                 Monsieur Rabourdin!"~ ~Phellion. "But did you notice how
50 8  |             something under it all."~ ~Phellion. "A man of honor; pure and
51 8  |                    Poiret. "Who is?"~ ~Phellion. "Monsieur Poiret, you think
52 8  |                Iscariot. Who is he?"~ ~Phellion [significantly]. "He is
53 8  |        enlightened]. "It is Dutocq!"~ ~Phellion. "I have no proof of it,
54 8  |              out, except Sebastien and~Phellion."~ ~Du Bruel [entering]. "
55 8  |   under-head-clerk,~that's certain."~ ~Phellion. "Du Bruel always seemed
56 8  |      Billardiere. At~the door he found Phellion and Sebastien, the only
57 8  |                 Rabourdin noticed that Phellion's eyes were moist, and he
58 8  |            with~Monsieur Baudoyer, and Phellion helped him to show the new
59 8  |               His Excellency was dumb.~Phellion courageously escorted the
60 8  |               talent.~ ~Bixiou [seeing Phellion re-enter]. "Victrix cause
61 8  |          placuit, sed~victa Catoni."~ ~Phellion. "Yes, monsieur."~ ~Poiret. "
62 8  |              you understood me yet?"~ ~Phellion. "Your last observation
63 8  |               subordinate~official."~ ~Phellion [standing before Bixiou]. "
64 Add|                Unconscious Humorists~ ~Phellion~The Middle Classes~ ~Poiret,