The old merchant shook his head, and said in his softest voice,--

“My dear sir, you won’t do that, because from today I’ll pay the rent

for her room. And, more than that, if you wish to oblige me, you will

be very kind to the poor girl, you hear, and even respectful, if you

please.”

There was no misunderstanding the meaning of the word “oblige,” from the

manner in which he pronounced it; and yet he was about to enforce the

recommendation, when a fretting voice exclaimed on the stairs,--

“Chevassat! where are you, Chevassat?”

“It’s my wife,” said the concierge.

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