neithertoostoutnoryettoothin。Hishands，carefullykept，werewhiteandratherhandsome；buthisfeetrecalledthesuburbandthefoot-soldieroftheEmpire。Maxwouldcertainlyhavemadeagoodgeneralofdivision；hehadshouldersthatwereworthafortunetoamarshalofFrance，andabreastbroadenoughtowearalltheordersofEurope。Everymovementbetrayedintelligence；bornwithgraceandcharm，likenearlyallthechildrenoflove，thenoblebloodofhisrealfathercameoutinhim。
“Don’tyouknow，Max，“criedthesonofaformersurgeon-majornamedGoddet——nowthebestdoctorinthetown——fromtheotherendofthetable，“thatMadameHochon’sgoddaughteristhesisterofRouget？Ifsheiscomingherewithherson，nodoubtshemeanstomakesureofgettingthepropertywhenhedies，andthen——good-bytoyourharvest！“
Maxfrowned。Then，withalookwhichranfromonefacetoanotherallroundthetable，hewatchedtheeffectofthisannouncementonthemindsofthosepresent，andagainreplied，——
“What’sthattome？“
“But，“saidFrancois，“IshouldthinkthatifoldRougetrevokedhiswill，——incasehehasmadeoneinfavoroftheRabouilleuse——“