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 to the place, and sided with his fellow-townsmen. My friend's name is
Fraisier. He is lodged as I am, and he is even leaner and more
threadbare. He took refuge in our arrondissement, and is reduced to
appear for clients in the police-court or before the magistrate. He
lives in the Rue de la Perle close by. Go to No. 9, third floor, and you
will see his name on the door on the landing, painted in gilt letters on
a small square of red leather. Fraisier makes a special point of
disputes among the porters, workmen, and poor folk in the
arrondissement, and his charges are low. He is an honest man; for I need
not tell you that if he had been a scamp, he would be keeping his
carriage by now. I will call and see my friend Fraisier this evening. Go
to him early to-morrow; he knows M. Louchard, the bailiff; M. Tabareau,
the clerk of the court; and the justice of the peace, M. Vitel; and M.
Trognon, the notary. He is even now looked upon as one of the best men
of business in the Quarter. If he takes charge of your interests, if you
can secure him as M. Pons' adviser, you will have a second self in him,
you see. But do not make dishonorable proposals to him, as you did just
now to me; he has a head on his shoulders, you will understand each
other. And as for ackn