I have taken it upon myself to
introduce this gentleman to Dauriat, and you must incline his ear to
listen to us."
"What is on foot?" asked Finot.
"A volume of poetry," said Lucien.
"Oh!" said Finot, with a shrug of the shoulders.
"Your acquaintance cannot have had much to do with publishers, or he
would have hidden his manuscript in the loneliest spot in his
dwelling," remarked Vernou, looking at Lucien as he spoke.
Just at that moment a good-looking young man came into the shop, gave
a hand to Finot and Lousteau, and nodded slightly to Vernou. The
newcomer was Emile Blondet, who had made his first appearance in the
_Journal des Debats_, with articles revealing capacities of the very
highest order.
"Come and have supper with us at midnight, at Florine's," said
Lousteau.
"Very good," said the newcomer. "But who is going to be there?"
"Oh, Florine and Matifat the druggist," said Lousteau, "and du Bruel,
the author who gave Florine the part in which she is to make her first
appearance, a little old fogy named Cardot, and his son-in-law
Camusot, and Finot, and----"
"Does your druggist do things properly?"
"He will not give us doctored wine," said Lucien.
"You are very witty, monsieur," Blondet returned gravely. "Is he
coming, Lousteau?"
"Yes."
"Then we shall have some fun.
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