M. Lecoq, like everybody else, would, doubtless, have forgotten the
Valfeuillu affair, had it not been that a notary called on him
personally the other morning with a very gracious letter from
Laurence, and an enormous sheet of stamped paper. This was no
other than a title deed to M. Plantat's pretty estate at Orcival,
"with furniture, stable, carriage-house, garden, and other
dependencies and appurtenances thereunto belonging," and some
neighboring acres of pleasant fields.
"Prodigious!" cried M. Lecoq. "I didn't help ingrates, after all!
I am willing to become a landed proprietor, just for the rarity of
the thing."
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