do not hate them."
"Still you are not fond of them."
"I do not love them. Your news, fool-concerning whom?"
"A greater than you, or you do not speak the truth."
"The Advocate, then?"
"The same. You are a good guesser."
"Fritz, your news is stale."
"I am unlucky; I thought to be the first. You have heard the news?"
"Not I."
"You have read a letter, informing you of it."
"You are a bad guesser. I have neither received nor read a letter to-day."
"You have heard nothing, you have read nothing; and yet you know."
"As surely as you stand before me. Fritz, you are not a scholar, but I will give you a sum any fool can do. Add one to one-what do you make of it?"
"Why, that is easy enough, Master Lamont."
"The answer then, fool?"
"One."
"Good. You shall smart for it, in the most vulnerable part of man. You receive from me, every week, one franc. I owe you, for last week, one franc; I owe you, for this, one."
"That is so."
"Last week, one; this week, one. I discharge the liability." And Pierre Lamont handed a franc to Fritz.
Fritz weighed the coin in the palm of his hand, spun it in the air and smiled.
"Master Lamont, here is a fair challenge. If I prove to you that one and one are one, this franc you have given me shall not count off what you owe me."
"I agree."
"When one man and one woman are joined in matrimony, they become one flesh. Therefore, one and one are one.
"You have earned the franc, fool. Here are the two I owe you."
"Now, perhaps, you will tell me what I came here to tell you."
"The Advocate intends to defend Gautran, who stands charged with the murder of the flower-girl."
"You are a master worth serving. I have half a mind to give you back your franc."
"Make it a whole mind, Fritz."
"No; second thoughts are best. My pockets are not as warm as yours. They are not so well lined. How did you guess, Master Lamont?"
"By means of a golden rule, an infallible rule, by the Rule of One-which, intelligibly interpreted to shallow minds-no offence, Fritz, I hope-"
"Don't mind me, Master Lamont; I am a fool and used to hard knocks."
"Then by the Rule of One, which means the rule of human nature-as, for example, that makes the drunkard stagger to the wine-shop and the sluggard to his bed-I guessed that the Advocate could not withstand so tempting a chance to prove the truth of the scriptural words that all men are liars. What will be palatable information to me is the manner in which the news has been received."
"Heaven keep me from ever being so received! The Advocate has not added to the number of his friends. People are gazing at each other in amazement, and asking for reasons which none are able to give."
"And his wife, Fritz, his wife?"
"Takes as much interest in his doings as a bee does in the crawling of a snail."
"Rogue, you have cheated me! How about one and one being one?"
"There are marriages and marriages. This was not made in Heaven; when it came about there was a confusion in the pairing, and another couple are as badly off. There will be a natural end to both."
"How brought about, fool?"
"By your own rule, the rule of human nature."
"When a jumper jumps, he first measures his distance with his eye. Do they quarrel?"
"No."
"Does she look coldly upon him, or he upon her?"
"No."
"Is there silence between them?"
"No."
"You are a bad jumper, Fritz. You have not measured your distance."
"See, Master Lamont, I will prove it to you by a figure of speech. There travels from the south a flame of fire. There travels from the north a lump of snow. They meet. What happens? Either that the snow extinguishes the fire and it dies, or that the fire puts an end to the snow."
"Fairly illustrated, Fritz. Fire and snow! Truly a most unfortunate conjunction."
"She was in the mood to visit you yesterday had you lived a mile nearer the valley."
"You were out together."
"She and Dionetta were walking, and I met them and accompanied them. She spoke graciously to the villagers, and went into the cottages, and drank more than one cup of milk. She was sweeter than sugar, Master Lamont, and won the hearts of some of the women and of all the men. As for the children, they would have followed her to the world's end, I do believe, out of pure admiration. They carry now in their little heads the vision of the beautiful lady. Even Father Capel was struck by her beauty."
"Priests are mortals, Fritz. On which side did you walk-next to my lady or Dionetta?"
"I should be wrecked in a tempest. I sail only in quiet lakes."
"And the maid-did she object to your walking close to her? – for you are other than I take you to be if you did not walk close."
"Why should she object? Am I not a man? Women rather like fools."
"How stands the pretty maid with her new mistress?"
"In high favour, if one can judge from fingers."
"Fritz, your wit resembles a tide that is for ever flowing. Favour me with your parable."
"It is a delicate point to decide where actual love commences. Have you ever considered it, Master Lamont?"
"Not deeply, fool. In my young days I was a mad-brain; you are a philosopher. Like a bee, I took what fell in my way, and did not puzzle myself or the flower with questions. Where love commences? In the heart."
"No."
"In the brain."
"No."
"In the eye."
"No."
"Where, then?"
"In the finger-tips. Dionetta and I, walking side by side, shoulder to shoulder, our arms hanging down, brought into close contact our finger-tips. What wonder that they touched!"
"Natural magnetism, Fritz."
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