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 to the bureau charged with robbery. On seeing them, Coco-Lacour, who had long been their companion and Ultimate friend, was apparently overpowered with indignation; he rose and apostrophized Dorlé in these terms.

. Well, sir, what are you still incorrigible?

. I do not understand you, M. Coco, with your morality!

(in a rage.) Who do you call Coco? Learn that that name is not mine; I call myself Lacour; yes, Lacour, do you hear?

. Ah! my God! I know it too well, you are Lacour; but you have not, I dare say, forgotten that when we were comrades you had no other name but Coco, and all the friends you have call you by that name, and no other. I say, Cerf, have you ever seen a cocoa of such strength?

(shrugging his shoulders.) There are no children left, all the world is mingled, monsieur Lacour!

. It is good, good, very good, other times, other manners; castigat ridendo mores; I know that in my youth I may have committed some little venial offences, but

Lacour tried to arrange some words, in which the word honour was distinguishable; but Dorlé who was not in a humour to listen to his remonstrance, closed his mouth by recalling to him all the various times when they had worked together. A thousand times Lacour has experienced disagreeables of this kind: and if ever he reproached the robbers with their tenacity for sticking to business, his good intentions were always recompensed by similar impertinences.