Du Roy went on: "Come, you can throw in that chronometer for fifteen
hundred; that will make four thousand, which I will pay at once. Is it
agreed? If not, I will go somewhere else."
The jeweler, in a state of perplexity, ended by agreeing, saying: "Very
good, sir."
And the journalist, after giving his address, added: "You will have the
monogram, G. R. C., engraved on the chronometer under a baron's
coronet."
Madeleine, surprised, began to smile, and when they went out, took his
arm with a certain affection. She found him really clever and capable.
Now that he had an income, he needed a title. It was quite right.
The jeweler bowed them out, saying: "You can depend upon me; it will be
ready on Thursday, Baron."
They paused before the Vaudeville, at which a new piece was being
played.
"If you like," said he, "we will go to the theater this evening. Let us
see if we can have a box."