Foreigners, provincials, and persons in high society may not be aware that barristers are to attorneys what generals are to marshals.  There exists a line of demarcation, strictly maintained, between the order of barristers and the guild of attorneys and solicitors in Paris.  However venerable an attorney may be, however capable and strong in his profession, he must go to the barrister.  The attorney is the administrator, who maps out the plan of the campaign, collects the munitions of war, and puts the force in motion; the barrister gives battle.  It is not known why the law gives a man two men to defend him any more than it is known why an author is forced to have both printer and publisher.  The rules of the bar forbid its members to do any act belonging to the guild of attorneys.  It is very rare that a barrister puts his foot in an attorney’s office; the two classes meet in the law-courts.  In society, there is no barrier between them, and some barristers, those in la Peyrade’s situation particularly, demean themselves by calling occasionally on attorneys, though even these cases are rare, and are usually excused by some special urgency.

“I have come on important business,” replied la Peyrade; “it concerns, especially, a question of delicacy which you and I ought to solve together.  Thuillier is below, in a carriage, and I have come up to see you, not as a barrister, but as his friend.  You are in a position to do him an immense service; and I have told him that you have too noble a soul (as a worthy successor of our great Derville must have) not to put your utmost capacity at his orders.  Here’s the affair.”

After explaining, wholly to his own advantage, the swindling trick which must, he said, be met with caution and ability, the barrister developed his plan of campaign.

“You ought, my dear maitre, to go this very evening to Desroches, explain the whole plot and persuade him to send to-morrow for his client, this Sauvaignou.  We’ll confess the fellow between us, and if he wants a note for a thousand francs over and above the amount of his claim, we’ll let him have it; not counting the five hundred for you and as much more for Desroches, provided Thuillier receives the relinquishment of his claim by ten o’clock to-morrow morning.  What does this Sauvaignou want?  Nothing but money.  Well, a haggler like that won’t resist the attraction of an extra thousand francs, especially if he is only the instrument of a cupidity behind him.  It is no matter to us how he fights it out with those who prompt him.  Now, then, do you think you can get the Thuillier family out of this?”

“I’ll go and see Desroches at once,” said Godeschal.

“Not before Thuillier gives you a power of attorney and five hundred francs.  The money should be on the table in a case like this.”

After the interview with Thuillier was over, la Peyrade took Godeschal in the carriage to the rue du Bethizy, where Desroches lived, explaining that it was on their way back to the rue Saint-Dominique d’Enfer.  When they stopped at Desroches’s door la Peyrade made an appointment with Godeschal to meet him there the next morning at seven o’clock.