But that didn’t stop you from calling me to play tricks with me.

Look, Caderousse said that he wiped his long knife on the apron a few times. If it weren’t for me, you, you and I, would I put up with the poor life you gave me? Think about it. You are wearing your servant’s clothes, so you hire a servant and I have no servant. I have to cook for myself. You despise me for cooking because you can eat in the Paris restaurant or the Tai Hotel restaurant. Well, I can also hire a servant. I can also eat in a light carriage. But why not? Because I don’t want my little Benedetto to be unhappy.
Well, Andre said that even if you admit that you love me, why do you want me to come and have breakfast with you?
That’s it. I can meet you, my little guy
Have we discussed everything? Will you see me again?
Hey, my good friend Caderousse said that there was no postscript to making a will. You came mainly for breakfast, didn’t you? Well, sit down. Let’s eat these herring and fresh cream first. Look, I just put it on the grape leaves to beg you, you bastard. You are observing my room, looking at my four crappy chairs and my three francs and a picture, but what else do you want to see? This is not a hotel.
Well, you’re getting unsatisfied and unhappy. You want to play a retired baker.
Caderousse sighed.
Well, what do you have to say? You have seen your dream come true.
I can say that it is still a dream. I pity Benedetto. A retired baker is rich and he can get an annuity.
Well, you can also get an annuity.
Me?
Because I have brought your two hundred francs.
Caderousse shrugged his shoulders. It’s a shame to beg for money like this. He said that an unstable sum may be cut off soon. You see, I have to scrimp and save to prevent your bad luck. Alas, my friend’s fate is always changing. This is what the priest in that army said. I know you are lucky, you bastard. You are going to marry Danglars’ daughter.
What danglars?
Yes, of course, of course. Do I have to say Baron Danglars? To tell you the truth, Count Benedetto is my old friend. If his memory is not so bad, he should come to me to drink your wine because he attended my wedding. Of course, he was not as proud as he is now. He was a kind-hearted Mr. Morrel, a small clerk. I had dinner with him many times. You see, I am also decent. If I develop that slightly, we might meet in the same living room.
Hum, you are jealous. Now you are imagining things, Caderousse.
It’s a nice day, too. I, Benedetto, I know what I’m talking about. Maybe one day I’ll wear decent clothes and walk to their gate and say the door, but now let’s sit down and eat.
Caderousse had an excellent appetite, and after praising every dish in front of his guests, he seemed bent. He pulled out the bottle stopper and cut a large piece of fish, garlic and fat, partner.
Caderousse said that you and your old club are getting better gradually, right?
It is true that Andre answered that his young and strong appetite temporarily overwhelmed everything else.
So you like these dishes very much, good boy
I wonder why a person should complain that life is too hard when he can eat such good things.
Can’t you see Caderousse says that although I am happy, I can’t get an idea out of my mind.
What idea?
That is, I live by my friends. I-I always support myself.
You don’t have to be so upset. I can still support one person.
Believe it or not, I feel extremely depressed at the end of each month.
Good Caderousse
I refused to accept the two hundred francs yesterday.
You want to talk to me, but tell me, do you really regret it?
I really regret it, and an idea suddenly occurred to me.
Andre couldn’t help shivering. Caderousse always shivered at every thought.
It’s really painful, don’t you think? It always has to wait until the end of each month.
Oh, Andre decided to pay close attention to his companion. As the philosopher said, isn’t life just waiting for the past? For example, is my situation better than yours? Well, I waited patiently, didn’t I?
It’s because you’re waiting not just 200 francs, but 56 thousand or maybe 12 thousand. Because you’re a cunning guy, you used to hide a small purse to hide it from your poor friend Caderousse. Fortunately, this friend has a sensitive nose.
There you go again, talking about the past. What are you bothering me with that kind of thing?
Ah, you are only twenty-one years old, but you can forget the past, but I am already fifty years old, and I have to miss those past events, but let’s get back to business.
good
I want to pretend that I am in your position.
How about it?