If you can induce him to relent a little towards me, I will
pray to God for you. You may be sure of my gratitude----"
"_The same old story everywhere_," sang Vautrin, with a satirical
intonation. At this juncture, Goriot, Mlle. Michonneau, and Poiret
came downstairs together; possibly the scent of the gravy which Sylvie
was making to serve with the mutton had announced breakfast. The seven
people thus assembled bade each other good-morning, and took their
places at the table; the clock struck ten, and the student's footstep
was heard outside.
"Ah! here you are, M. Eugene," said Sylvie; "every one is breakfasting
at home to-day."
The student exchanged greetings with the lodgers, and sat down beside
Goriot.
"I have just met with a queer adventure," he said, as he helped
himself abundantly to the mutton, and cut a slice of bread, which Mme.
Vauquer's eyes gauged as usual.
"An adventure?" queried Poiret.
"Well, and what is there to astonish you in that, old boy?" Vautrin
asked of Poiret. "M. Eugene is cut out for that kind of thing."
Mlle. Taillefer stole a timid glance at the young student.
"Tell us about your adventure!" demanded M.
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