It's already mid-March.

In the streets of Paris, where there had been fierce battles before, the green moss covered all traces of the past. After a turbulent and haunting winter, the clear skies of early spring give the city a new lease of life.

The exhilarations and excitement which the new republic of France, when it was first founded, had now quickly disappeared from the hearts of the people, leaving only the habitual calm, and the passions of life had been worn out.

Beneath this apparent calm, however, a torrent is already brewing, no less ferocious and tragic than the revolution that created this republic.

At this time, in the Marquis de Treville's palace, Fran stayed in his bedroom, boredly flipping through his previous picture book. Because of the sudden turmoil, they were supposed to start painting classes again, but now they have not been called by Teacher Durham to reopen the class, and the security outside is still a little chaotic, so now Fran has to stay at home.

So it is easy to understand how happy her heart was when the servant whispered to her about the visit of her classmate, the Marquis de l'Éoland. She threw down the album and ran out of the room as fast as she could.

Since Fran had told her servants not to wait at the door when her friend came, her friend was already waiting when she walked down the stairs in the center of the parlor from the second floor.

"Mary, you're fine! That's great! She pounced. Tightly held the Marquise lady, and then shook the other party's shoulder happily. "I'm worried about you all this time!"

Mary, who was just as happy as she was, smiled. Then he gently hugged her back.

"Fran, me too, I was worried about you during that time......"

The two hugged for a while before separating again, and then looked at each other again, and there was an indescribable feeling in their eyes. These two girls seem to have grown a lot in less than a month.

"Why did you just want to come and see me today?" Fran reproached her friend with a hint of reproach. "I'm afraid something will happen to you?"

"Forgive me, Miss Treville, I've been busy moving all this time......" Miss Marquis suddenly smiled wryly.

"Moving?"

"To be precise. It's moving back. Mary nodded, then went on to explain, "When the riots first began, my neighborhood was very noisy...... So I took refuge with my uncle. Until a few days ago, I saw that the situation had stabilized a bit. That's why I moved back. Afterward. It took me a few days to settle in again, and now I'll come over as soon as I have time......"

Because of the need to save money, the small apartment that the Marquis Mademoiselle bought was not in a very good neighborhood, and naturally became a hard-hit area when the riots arose. Coupled with the proliferation of weapons and the collapse of law and order during the riots, it is natural for some people to think of taking advantage of the fire to rob, so it is normal for her to suffer some shocks.

"Of course you live here, you don't know how messy it was at that time! Everywhere shots were fired. There are also people who set fire to rob! If I hadn't run fast, I'd be ......" seemed to think about that time again. Mademoiselle Marquis seemed to have some trepidation when she spoke of it now, "However, although I ran away in time, I didn't have time to bring a lot of things, so I stayed there, and now...... It's all gone. If it is an ordinary family, the owner of the family can still protect his family with a gun, but who can help me? The maids who rented from the company didn't care at all, they just ran away and took a lot of my things...... Even my painting tools were taken away......"

"Poor Mary......" Fran sighed.

Her lament was not only for the loss of her friend's property in the riot, but also for her other misfortunes, that she had not taken refuge with her own parents, and that Fran knew what she was doing, and the thought of this made her heart sour.

"It's nothing, Fran, I can stand it." Mary smiled reluctantly, then gently squeezed her friend's hand again, "Although life has given me all kinds of misfortunes, I still have you, don't I?" ”

Fran couldn't help but hug Mary again.

"And what are you going to do now?"

"What should I do?" Mary smiled bitterly again, "I can only move back in, so let's live like this......"

"It's so messy there, why do you have to move back? Let's live in a different place, even if it's a rented apartment......" Fran was a little puzzled.

Where did she know, but her words caused a burst of silence.

"What's wrong?" Fran was a little strange and hurriedly asked.

"Fran, you don't know what to do...... You're so happy, you don't have to know anything. Mary smiled wryly again.

"What the hell is going on?" Fran frowned slightly.

"It's nothing," Mary sighed slightly, "To put it simply, I don't have the capital to squander it at will anymore to make myself bear the cost ......of moving again......"

"How so? You're not ......," Fran exclaimed.

She still remembers that Mary had inherited a large fortune before.

"Yes, I have inherited a great sum of money, and I still have a great sum of money, but I have nothing to spend, and I have become a wretched man holding on to a nugget of gold waiting to starve to death...... "Mary continued with a wry smile. So, Fran I envy you...... With grandpa and brother watching, you don't have to worry about anything...... But I'm not as lucky. ”

"How so? What the hell is going on! Where's your money? Where have they gone? Fran was in no mood to pay any more attention to Mary's sarcastic sneering, and asked with concern.

"yes, I don't understand it either...... Where did my money go. Mary shook her head slightly, her eyes full of helplessness, "Since the establishment of the provisional government in the midst of the riots, it is said that the government has restricted the withdrawal of all bank deposits in response to the run. So my deposit in the bank is now just a number......"

When Mary said this, Fran was finally a little impressed, as if she had heard of it from others.

Because of the relationship of the political changes that suddenly arise. The natural desire to turn all the assets into cash naturally weighed heavily on France's financial system, which was already mired in a recession, and the realisation of bank deposits quickly depleted banks' cash flow and made them increasingly unable to repay their deposits.

Fueled by facts and rumors, this panic eventually exploded into a run on banks across France. And under this nationwide run frenzy, it is natural that a large number of banks will have to declare bankruptcy because they cannot pay.

In order to avoid a general collapse of the country's financial system, the Provisional Government "had to" announce restrictions on the withdrawal of depositors throughout the territory of France. No account can withdraw more than 100 francs, and deposits in excess of this amount are converted into government bonds. It is not surprising, then, that Mademoiselle de la Marquis de léo-Lérão lamented that she had empty bank deposits and could not use them.

"So these bonds are still worth some money, right?" Fran asked in a low voice.

"You're right! It's worth some money! That's right! It can always get a little money...... But this was originally my deposit! I'm going to take them to the exchange and watch them shrink? Mary replied to Fran angrily, "You don't know what to do." I don't know what this kind of bond is now. The price of the exchange falls every day, and what has 100 francs on the face can now be exchanged for 80 francs at most, and I think that if I wait any longer, I may only have half left...... Wouldn't it be a loss if I took it for it now? I'd rather keep it at home. ”

What she, or any other depositor in France at the time, could never have imagined was that it was not until 1850 – nearly two years later – that the government reopened deposits in the banking system and re-recognized the bonds as they were supposed to have par value. People are back with the opportunity to use their savings legally. As for how many people have had to sell their bonds (deposits) at a cheap price in the financial panic in the past two years, they have gone bankrupt because they can't withstand the economic pressure. Who cares where their savings go......

"The government debt has stopped being paid now, and God knows how far they can fall, and now there are people everywhere who are selling desperately, as if tomorrow is the end of the world...... It's crazy, everybody's crazy, and so is the country. Mary sighed again, and continued, "I ought to have bought more granges as your brother suggested, so that at least I could eat what I had grown in my field...... However, it's still March, so I can't eat it if I want to! ”

"I'm sorry, Mary." Fran finally understands how difficult the situation of her friend, who had made a fortune because of her inheritance, is now in a difficult situation. It's not easy for her to force herself to make a joke now. Since Mary was dressed very modestly, Fran did not immediately notice her friend's current predicament, so she couldn't help but feel sorry for her ignorance.

"I don't understand what they say about revolution or not, but they brought us these things! Just waiting to bankrupt us ......" After a while, Mademoiselle Marquis whispered to Fran with some indignation, "My uncle is angry now, and their family seems to be in trouble...... Now everyone is full of resentment, and everyone says that it can't go on like this. Fran, I'm afraid it's going to be even more chaotic in the future! ”

The establishment of the republic, far from eliminating the problems that any country had previously faced, but under its administration the unrest of the people grew. Of course, it does not matter whether there is a monarch in their homeland when their property is not damaged, but when their property is in danger of being damaged, Mademoiselle de Lien-léo-Îleur, a delicate and weak aristocratic girl who hardly cares about the political affairs of the country, speaks of the mob with some disgust.

Instead of really understanding what was causing the crisis that had swept the country, they cursed the revolution that had brought so many troubles and the nascent republic.

"My uncle said that sooner or later we have to make those people look good." (To be continued......)

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