Arthur merely sighed and said: "Madam, I too was deceived. When that hat-selling weaver came looking for me, he said it was an American company recruiting procurement officers in Paris. I fell for his evil scheme and placed orders all over the hat shops in the city. As a result, when the scam was exposed, he had already vanished with his family. With the main culprit gone, I, as an accomplice, became the scapegoat. They pinned all the debts on me, and that's how I owe ten thousand francs."
Clara consoled: "I said before, living in this grand society of Paris, you must discard the false stories you learned from textbooks. It is filled with deception everywhere, and heartless betrayal plays out between people every day. Even your most trusted friend can, after an intimate conversation one night, stab you in the back without hesitation the next morning at dawn."
